Gracefully Broken: The Legacy of Ellie Love

I’ve had a big cry brewing for several days now. I’m finding that my “normal” for now is to have a moment (or a few) daily where a few tears come and go at random times as I go about my day, and about once every week or two I’ll have a giant sobfest. Like overwhelming, comes on like a flood, "ugly cry" sobfest. And that’s ok. Those are the moments when I get alone with God and just let it come. I can’t always do that in the middle of life because kids, adulting, responsibilities. My heart might be in pieces, but life still goes on. The laundry won’t fold itself. The dishes won’t wash themselves. My two earthside babies need more than a mommy who constantly sits in a puddle of tears. They deserve more, so I soldier up and carry on. My to-do list was a mile long today. I woke up feeling energized and ready to tackle it. But it just wasn't happening. I felt like I just needed to give myself a minute. A day of rest. Don’t worry, I’m still taking care of my kids...