I met Jolene today.
I saw a young Latina girl wearing a T-shirt with a picture of the Little Mermaid when I stopped the mailbox this evening.
Have I mentioned that I engage children in conversation whenever possible?
So I asked the girl if her name was Ariel.
"No," she said shyly.
"Tell her your name," her mother urged.
"Jolene."
Jolene.
I don't know if I've ever met another six year old named Jolene. But God knew I needed to meet another sweet child who bears the same name as my girl.
It's been a day I've survived a moment at a time.
We awoke early, made a 45 minute crosstown trip to apply for death benefits. It was hard, oh so hard. An in your face reminder of the reality of what happened. I drove straight home and climbed into bed. Awoke 30 minutes later, refreshed, ready for work.
At the office, two different managers took the time to talk with me and offer to help me in any way I needed. On the way home I met Jolene.
Once in my apartment, I opened a card that said how I'll miss seeing Jolene smile and hearing her laughter.
And started bawling. Oh, God, how can I bear never seeing my baby again?
One moment at a time, I'm making it through. God is good.
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Darlene,
May the Lord continue to sustain you through these terrible days.
He will never leave you nor forsake you.
All my love and prayers,
Bonnie Leon
I sit here and bawl with/for you. But how special of our God to put a Jolene in your day just when you needed that.
Thank you for stopping by my blog. You continue to be an inspiration to me.
The Lord is with me. With us (my mother, my son and myself.) Through you. Thanks for stopping by.
>>>One moment at a time, I'm making it through. God is good.
Hang on to that, Darlene. God bless you.
Darlene,
I just heard the sad news, and I looked you up online. I want to tell you how sorry I am, and to let you know I'm here if you need me. Please, don't hesitate to call if you need to talk. I love you.
God Bless,
Chloe
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