December 14th Saturday.

Not long got home from the Christmas memorial service at St Mary and St Chads church. The Church is beautiful inside.
It was a beautiful service, when my sons photo and name came on a big screen at the front of the Church, I absolutely broke my heart. I sobbed. I wasn't just crying, them tears came directly from my heart. I sobbed like a baby. It broke me seeing him on that screen and hearing his name read out. I am a broken woman tonight. My eyes are stinging and heavy from the crying.
I plan on going to Church in the morning.
I go to St John's, it's not far from where I live. I get so much peace inside when I go into a Church. It can be any Church, I just feel at ease when I'm there. It's where I'm meant to be.
Lifes hard isn't it?

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