Five Minute Friday ~ Deep Breath

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Deep breath....

But still my chest feels heavy. With grief. Soul-squashing, gut-wrenching, empty-hole type grief. It wells up without warning. Without a sound..... Forcing me to face it.

Deep breath.....

Screaming into the void my sorrow, my pain, my....what? My loss. The loss of what might have been. My little 8-week old child who was there. And now isn't. I ache. I miss. I lift my eyes to the heavens for help. For comfort.

Deep breath....

Taking my living baby, my Max, my joy....I step out into the morning mist to catch my breath. To remember life. To experience what God has given. To feel life. To allow the rhythm of grief to ease ever so slightly thanks to all of the new life around me... and there we see the fragrant peony beckoning us...the one from Grandpa's garden...a gift...

Deep breath....

Oh to be human. To appreciate the beauty, the grace, and yes.... even the pain of grief. How lucky we are to breathe it all in....

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So here, in Lisa-Jo's words, is your invitation to join Five Minute Friday:


We’ve all got five minutes – while the kids are wrestling, while the macaroni’s boiling, while the dog is doing his business, while the plumber is resuscitating your washing machine.
Wanna just write? Without wondering if it’s just right or not. You’re welcome to play along. The rules are easy.

1. Write your heart out for five minutes and show us what you’ve got.
2. Tell your readers you’re linking up here and invite them to play along.
3. And most importantly, go visit, read, and encourage the fellow five-minuter who linked up right before you.{I humbly beg you to turn off word verification for the day to make this easier!}