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Don't tell me.....

....what I need to do. Especially if it is to benefit you.

Don't tell me how to grieve.

Don't tell me to just hang in there a little while longer, you have no idea what I may be losing hangin out because it benefits you.

Don't tell me that moving on is what I need to do. You don't have any idea what I need to do.

Don't tell me that I have cried and grieved long enough. You didn't write the grieving book and if you never grieved, you have no idea what it is or is not long enough.

Don't tell me that going to the cemetery everyday is useless. She may not be there but I do what I need to for my survival, not yours.

Don't tell me that I will regret moving on or making changes, I do what I need to do for me and my wellbeing.

Do tell me stories.

Do tell me you are praying for me.

Do tell me you are thinking of me and my angel.

Do tell me you are proud of her brother.

Do tell me that it may never get easier but we get through it.

Do tell me you will be that shoulder if I need it.

Do tell me you understand when I have to change things, a healthy mind is a great thing.

Do tell me you love me and my sweet girl.

It is the little things that mean the most. Always remember the little things.

Isaiah 57:1-2 "For the righteous perisheth.........."

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The righteous perish, and no one takes it to heart;  the devout are taken away, and no one understands that the righteous are taken away to be spared from evil.  Those who walk uprightly enter into peace, they find rest as they lie in death.

Isaiah 57:1-2

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