Dear God

Prayer makes your heart bigger, until it is capable of containing the gift of God Himself. Mother Teresa

Monday, October 31, 2005

swollen eyelids

Only you know my pain. I share it with you alone. The depths are deep and cold. I can't smile. I can't sing. I can't take another step. I want to sleep forever. I need you Lord.
Be with me.
Forgive me.
I'm so sorry.

posted by Kathy @ 9:41 AM  

1 Comments:

  • At November 2, 2005 at 9:53 AM, Blogger Brydon said…

    Honey, that is a prayer I can definately share with you and agree with in every way. It will get better, I promise. I just went down to meet the therapist, just to see what she was like and to see if there was anyway to get in early. She was not in. I am going to go back at lunch and try again. Too much left to share between us. We can do it. I love you.

     

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