griever

What do I say from a distance? How can I really help the pain?

I dreamed last night that I put my arms around you and held you tight for a long time. Yes, she was my cousin, but she was your daughter. You're the one who hears the echoes of her laughter and feels that great, big void where she used to stand. You'll make it through the motions; I know you will. But when everything's over, she'll still be gone. And what can I say to that?

I'm working on "I love you" because anything else would probably be a mere Bandaid: it won't stop the pain. And after that's over, I want you to know that I'll pray, pray that God will become bigger every day until the joy outweighs the pain. Somehow, He will.