I came across the Facebook page for Scribbles & Crumbs and I wanted to write down every post! I have to admit, they are much more encouraging than I Am a Mother to an Angel. Some of those are just depressing! I might add to this later, but here are some good ones:
Great grief is the product of great love. And like love, grief has the capacity to grow. There won't ever be a day when you're not grieving, but that doesn't mean you are sentenced to a lifetime of misery. -Franchesca Cox
You are a part of me, a part that will never leave. My memory could never erase you, nor the pain of your absence nor the joy of your existence. You are within me, carried within my heart, the undercurrent of my thoughts, the inspiration of my days. -Lexi Behrndt
The hole never gets any smaller--instead my life grows larger around it.
The hole never closes--instead, it's become part of the fabric of my existence.
The hole never disappears--instead, it holds her place. -Mandy Hitchcock
**Note-there was a link to a Facebook page called Hayden's Hope on one of the quotes. I checked it out and there were stories of little kids with heart transplants**
So I made a choice. I chose to wake up every day and search for my son in the beauty of the little things. The everyday things that are often overlooked. I chose to spread his love through the world like a blanket and wrap it around everyone I possibly could. -Jessi Snapp
Even when it doesn't make sense, and even when you feel like the smallest person in the world. Even when you feel incapable and unqualified and it doesn't seem fathomable that you could make it through another day. Even when you think the world would be better off if you found a deep, dark hole to take up residence in and hide. Even when you're paralyzed by fear and unworthiness.
Even in those moments, this is the story you've been given, and with it, no matter how bruised and battered it may be, you have something to offer the world. -Lexi B.
I have never felt more beautiful, capable, strong, wrecked and broken down. Everything is now magnetized. Yes, my sorrow is great, but there is also something magical that has occurred: my joy is greater, my hope is wider, my gratitude is deeper, my fear is falling away. -Michaela Evanow
Alive. Broken and bruised, scars lining every visible part, her smile full, her eyes old. But her heart. Oh, her heart. Richer with compassion. Fuller from being broken. Inspired by loving someone more than this life. Truer from the memory of kissing them goodbye. She was mending. There would still be pain, to be sure. There would still be an ache for their presence, but in her heart, there was also more. There was gladness. She was rising from the ashes. She was coming alive. more alive than ever before. -Lexi B.
Death is never the end, in more ways than one. Because now I can see that love echoes on long after one life ends, calling out from each grieving heart to the one they miss and falling on the ears of everyone around. This love, channeled, can mend broken, beating hearts, can move mountains, and has the power to change the world. -Lexi B.
It's not over. The hard days have become less frequent, but still come with the same intensity with which they came in the beginning. But there is joy again. It has gotten easier to breathe.
-Kristin Hernandez
While a piece of my heart will always be missing, God gave me the desire to breathe again, hope again, find joy again, and live again.
For me, coming alive again began the day He spoke to my heart. -John M. Ennis
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