Do not judge the bereaved mother.
She comes in many forms.
She is breathing, but she is dying.
She may look young, but inside she has become ancient.
She smiles, but her heart sobs.
She IS, but she IS NOT, all at once.
She is here, but part of her is elsewhere for eternity.
exactly. beautiful and sad and true.ReplyDelete
A friend of mine right now. The worst thing to happen to someone.ReplyDelete
That is the saddest thing ever! my heart aches for bereaved mothers:(ReplyDelete