I often have a bad habit of thinking the worse when events don't go like they are supposed to. Not like, 'my wife is cheating on me,' or 'she doesn't love me anymore,' but more like, "is she still alive?' 'What'll it be like without her, and what will I tell the kids to end their crying.' It's a macabre image I conjure up, and regardless of the family combination - Mama and Emma, Emma, Bella, and Mama, or Bella and Mama - it is never pleasant.
I have a friend that has just lived my worse thoughts; she lost her 12 year old to a stroke, that followed a coma, then ended with her death, and I am at a loss of words. I can't conceive any word of comfort that'll help bring her mind to a simmer rather than a boil. What can be said?
I think rather than wasting my time with hollow words I'll just embrace her in her biggest hug I can give, and pray my actions convey the words my brain can't say. Then, offer a prayer to her.
What do y'all think? Is there something I can do or say to give her any comfort? Maybe a verse from the Bible, or a quote you know?
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