Today was really really hard. Perhaps harder than Mother's Day. I can handle my own pain and sorrow, that is my burden, but it pains me so much to see the ones I love hurting.
For the second year in a row Mr V spent Father's Day as a son without a father, and as a father without his children. The only difference this year is he has two daughters in heaven, not just one.
I can't even put in to words how incredibly unfair that is.
He is a wonderful, loving, amazing man and the ones he loves keep getting taken from him. He has handled the day very well considering, but I know how much he is hurting. And worst of all I can't fix it, I can't change it, I can't make any of it better.
My heart just hurts.
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