I haven’t cried like that for a long time, clutching the teddy.
Sarah’s been on my mind a truck load more than usual. Over the last couple of months I’ve given my testimony countless times and that has made a lot of scars feel very, very fresh.
I can’t believe how much it’s hurting and why now? Really, I have no idea. Perhaps I haven’t been praying enough recently perhaps I haven’t been wearing as much spiritual armour and now, well just a minute ago, all I wanted to do was cry.
I wish the teddy smelt as sweet as it once did. I wish I could go down to that ditch and just cry, beat my fists in the air and let my heart out.
I don’t understand why I’m hurting now. Alas a good cry seems to have helped for now but now I feel like some kind of valve. When the pressure grows, when the hurt returns then all I can do is cry.
Well, that explains one of the reasons why I haven’t been myself as of late.
Dan
24th February 2008
11:00 am
your only human Dan (a tough one at that), let yourself go once in a while, it is alright to cry man. Was good to catch up with you one messenger the other day. Talk soon. x