It’s hard to tell the difference between day and night here.
The blinds stay shut.
The lights stay off.
I sit in silence.
No voices.
No noise.
Just silence.
Day in, day out.
My girl wants it that way.
It helps her cope with the pain.
I sit next to her bed quietly.
Watching her.
Praying.
My heart ripping.
Aching.
Broken.
Wanting answers.
Expecting good news for this day.
Crying.
Waiting.
Tired.
Exhausted.
I sit longing for the day that light will break through this darkness.
The day when I can pull the shade up.
The day when she feels like her old self.
The day she sits up from her bed, looks at me, and smiles.
The day she laughs again.
It’s been a long time.
My heart yearns for that day.
I’m ready for a breakthrough.
I sit in darkness today.
Waiting for the light promised in tomorrow.
I thank God today for His light that is always present even in our darkest hours. It’s there even when we cannot see it …. when the darkness is overwhelming. Some days look pretty bleak. It seems like the darkness will never end. But, then the dawn appears. It ALWAYS appears. It has to. There won’t be darkness forever.
If you would like to financially support Katie’s (aka La Petite Belle) journey to healing, you can find more information here: www.gofundme.com/Katieg. All funds go to cover medical bills and expenses.
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