There are many things that are too painful to share here that I must keep in my personal journal. Things I'm sure most people would not want to read or know where to file. So like a true southern girl, I put on my smile for others and grieve mostly behind closed doors, after everyone has gone to bed. It is okay though. This is what I prefer.
I've noticed many people avoid grief. It is messy and uncontrollable at times. As for myself my meter that is supposed to tell me what is appropriate to share with others seems to be broken! Anyone who knows me knows these things... I tend to share more than the average person does and if you are the person standing behind me at the grocery you might get an earful as well :)
So with my broken meter, realizing I'm far too forth coming with my thoughts and feelings, the Lord in his infinite goodness knew I would need to be this way to help me grieve the loss of our Rose. Talking about her and sharing her with others has really helped me process things. Praise God for finding a purpose for my broken meter...
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Much, much love, Leslie. Your strength and faith in God always do my heart good.
You know, Leslie, I love that you talk about Rose - so freely and so passionately. Keep the broken meter, it's who you are and why we all love you so much.
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