As the day breaks, I find myself prying my heavy lids open as “my face is red with weeping, dark shadows ring my eyes” (Job 16:6). I can tell that the sun is peeking through the clouds. I realize that a new day has arrived and I have received brand new mercies and a chance to hear and see the people I love.  But why am I not happy? Why do I continue to go to sleep cry and wake up crying? When will this stop? Last year, I thought this would be the first year I could get over my holiday blues and be able to enjoy the season as others do but now I have more sorrow. Will there ever be a Thanksgiving & Christmas that I really can celebrate and enjoy? It has been four and a half months since you took her home to be with you. My heart feels like it was yesterday but my mind feels like it’s a nightmare. So much has change and transpired. Feels like a tornado came and ripped my life apart and now I’m searching for remains of myself… If you find my joy, peace or happiness, please return to sender. I am leaving PO (praying often) Box # while i run away and hide from the pain…..

Send to:
PO Box 91.1
Psalm, Bible 24007-0365

 

2 responses to “As The Day Breaks”

  1. katherinevwatson Avatar
    katherinevwatson

    Hi Chanie,

    I don’t have to tell you that I too have had many mornings like that…I admire your courage to write about it so soon. Im yet praying for you, have been for months now. The holidays were so very hard and still are…it is during that time that I know that God is holding on to me. He will do the same for you…

    Love you,
    K~

    1. justchantelle Avatar
      justchantelle

      Thanks K

Leave a comment

Latest Articles

Previous:
Next: