I don't blame them I just don't think that way. When someone tells me personal things, painful things I see that as an opportunity to help, to let God guide my heart and deliver some truth, some how, some measure of comfort as he would provide.
I reread much of what was written today on my FB page, this new social virtual world we have all opened our selves up to in varied degrees...
I went back and re-read a handful of beautiful, loving and deeply supportive statement's of support for me today. They come to me amidst my actual horror since losing my husband. This wretched PTSD I have lived with since 18 and managed to hold at bay for SUCH long period's of time...I thank these beautiful souls, these worker's of light, I love them. This life is about the sharing of our souls...or so it is my true belief.
My Bobby understood and loved even the broken parts of me...he recognized them and nourished me as I nourished him. I completed him in all his splendor and he had finished his battle here, he was a warrior...as we all are.
Let us have courage in facing our own imperfection's and scars as well as each others...God forgives us our humanity after all, he forgives us all things.
Love, Peace and Happiness...
Nakupenda'
Malaika
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