Time is the great healer

I saw a picture of a little boy today in the paper...He had died some years ago, but he was around four years old when the Lord took Him Home.  His family wrote a loving prayer and loving thoughts for him...And I know, they must miss him so...

It brought to my mind how many people live with a broken heart.  They're everywhere.  I don't think there are many that haven't had some kind of loss in their lives that haven't affected them.

I think the saddest is when a child passes away...But then, anyone that we love and loose is painful for a long time...

I'm sharing my heart today.  I had another crying session, missing Mom...She's been gone since August, but times come when I want to pick up the phone and just have that conversation with her like we used to do...

Time is the great healer of a broken heart.  I know...Because I'm counting the days...