30 Mar Five Minute Friday: Gift
It’s Friday again. Today I join The Gypsy Mama to write for five minutes on her weekly prompt. No editing or rewriting allowed. Click on the link to her site if you want to try it, too. The prompt this week is “Gift”.
I have called this a gift in the past. This feeling of pain over things that have nothing to do with me. I even wrote a poem about it, which maybe I will share sometime. But today, and last night, it doesn’t–didn’t–feel like a gift. It feels like a burden I have to bear almost completely on my own. Because who can I tell? I can’t call up my girlfriends as I do with most things. I don’t want to give them pain, too. I can’t tell them why I’m having a hard day because that would make their day unbearable too. If I were my friend, I wouldn’t want me to share the details of the horrific accident that took a man’s life at the place of my husband’s work.
No. Please do not tell me. It is too much. But I already know. I can’t erase it from my brain. And no matter how much I tell myself it doesn’t affect me, I didn’t even know him, I don’t have to walk the path of loss his family is traveling–the pain doesn’t stop. Or only for a little while. So I can only lift it up to the One who shares in the suffering of all of us. And ask Him to give me strength to bear it.
Yeah, it’s a heavy week. But I’ll find my way to joy again. Maybe even as I live out this Friday. Thanks for reading.