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Painfully perfect in every way. Hang in there.
If you feel this way, I am so sorry.
I have heard this before and forgot how hauntingly beautiful it is.
Sometimes I feel like sunk costs.
Such beautifully etched pain.
How do I say this appropriately?
From someone who has recently felt this way, please accept my long distance, strongest possible, non-judgmental love. And Heavenly Father has agreed to match that offer.
Thanks, Peter. You got it just right.
I want to commend and affirm this post but none of the words are working. In fact there are no words, only feelings.
I can’t get this out of my head, but I’m glad you put it there.
I didn’t mean to be cryptic or quite so personal–I’m getting concerned notes from friends (thanks, guys :)). Like MDearest I just couldn’t find words for the swirl of feelings about my Mormon sisters this week.
I’m there with you Sister. Weighed down by rejection and not sure where or how to find a home. Desperately needing and wanting the stability and love, wondering where to find the strength to fight the pain from all directions.
Thank you for sharing your pain, and through that making it safe to share mine.
Some days it’s a fight just to keep on fighting, to not give into the yearnings for a home I don’t quite remember, but feel connected to so strongly. I know Mother and Father are there, and that is a powerful draw, when physical and emotional pain combine to make it feel like I am already invisible to those around me.
On Sunday, May 18, our lesson in Gospel Principles included an allusion to 2 Nephi 2:11, “…there is opposition in all things. If not so…righteousness could not be brought to pass…”. That was the answer to the prayer I should have spoken, because I know what you mean about some of those Mormon sisters. o.O and :-\
love you honey.
I literally am a Motherless child. I never had a Mother. My Mom left when I was 5. I feel all alone in my ward. A single Mom, raising my disabled daughter on my own. I feel like this every day, every day.
I wonder now as I listen to this, whether reading all of your posts and comments, along with all of the others on this and other blogs, might be the reason why this song has been running through my head lately – even before seeing this post.
The Living Christ
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