Heart Broken
A friend has passed away in a car accident. She leaves behind her husband and four little boys that range in age from 2 to 9. She was 30. A sincerely gentle, kind and sweet woman. A friend from Oregon. The funeral is in Idaho. I am in California. And my heart breaks at the thought of not being there. But it shatters when I think of her family and how will they ever go on without her.
I'm not comfortable sharing names of other people here on my blog. But, if you'd pray for this family... I'm sure the Lord will know who you mean.
And pray for me. I can't seem to pull myself together. I ache over this loss. It makes everything else in my life seem petty. Almost ridiculous. I hate this kind of perspective.
