Yesterday was nothing like I planned. I initially wanted to sleep through the day, but Iâ€™m glad I didnâ€™t. For the first few days after Preston passed I couldnâ€™t bear to open my eyes because I knew that would mean I would have to face my new reality. But as much as I wish it werenâ€™t, this IS my reality. Life will never ever EVER be the same. I will forever look at life differently than I did before. But I refuse for it to be in vain. I refuse to stay in the dark place. I know thatâ€™s what the enemy wants, but my God has already won this fight. From day 1 He has shown me that He is with me – in the most tangible, undeniable, unbelievable ways. That has been the only way Iâ€™ve been able to get up out of my bed everyday. Hope is not lost, and He is restoring as we speak.
I am so very appreciative of the outpouring of love & support. I have saved all of your comments, DMâ€™s and messages in a folder on my phone called â€œencouragementâ€ to look back on when those dark thoughts start to creep in.
This is not MY strength, just like this isnâ€™t my story. Itâ€™s Prestonâ€™s. He will live on through me forever. Iâ€™ll forever be his mommy & he will always be my first born son.
I thank my God every time I remember you.– Philippians 1:3