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A couple of times this week the kids have said something disgustingly adorable and I have rushed over her to my blank glowing screen to tap it out before the memory of it melts away.  Hovering above the cubed black alphabet, I call on the words in my head, the words that spin around behind my eyes forming stories, telling tales.

But there is something wrong. These words will not behave, they will not line up, they will not make sense, they will not tell their tales. Because this week these words are a lie. This week I can’t make myself care about the absurd mumblings of miniature lips because this week someone who is so very dear to me is ill. My best friends baby has cancer and a dull empty pain has crept into my heart. I suddenly realise how brittle and how tiny our lives are, mere spots in time. And as time reveals the shape our spots will form, the story of our lives, we have been left a gift from the one who made time itself. A gift that glows in times like now, a gift that is so strong and powerful when we know it is all we have. The gift of Hope, and it will be enough. It will be everything.

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2 Responses to The reason I am Sad

  1. My heart goes out to your friend and her child. I know your friendship will be a blessing for her in the difficult time ahead.

  2. Jill Grant says:

    I Love You Little Skin & Blister XXXXX

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