Inevitable. Hubby and I were on a date, and there she was ~ our son`s new mom. 💔
Our son might have been there too; we don’t know. He’s in college somewhere, I think. Maybe he went back to the car when he saw us; maybe we could have seen him.
We just don’t know.
I guess it was gonna happen sometime. In a community this small, it’s remarkable that it took seven years to run into their family somewhere.
God why does this hurt so much? Nothing has changed~our son still left when he was 16 and eventually changed his name and joined another 👪 family (from his highschool drama club) when he was 22. Four years ago.
But it does hurt. How do I get over this, Jesus? You’ve got to help me! or I am toast.
I trust You Yahweh.
Please hold me now. I miss our son. I feel like I will never be happy again.
Be near me now. Heal my broken heart.
I believe You. 🙏❤
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