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Often, I feel strange about sharing a “Sue Story”…but this story is deep in the heart and one I am almost afraid to bring out of the recesses of my heart.
I have just returned from precious times with Connor and Preston in Florida. The ones of you who know me are aware of the deep continued heartache I experience since Connor and Preston moved to Florida.
When Preston and I pilled in the bed for our first of a three-night stay, we just couldn’t quit talking. (Imagine that!) Finally, we both began the drift into sleep land. I was not fully asleep when Preston shook me. “Sue Sue,” Preston said, “hold my hand so if I wake up during the night, I know you are really with me.”
Well, ya’ll, I’m just saying, I thought my heart was going to burst! The feeling was if my heart had opened up and was on fire with pain and gladness…a feeling I had only experience once in my life. The lump in my throat radiated to my heart. I really was afraid if I spoke, I would cry uncontrollably. I took that sweet hand and clasp the lifeline to my heart. Once I was able to speak, I told Preston even if I was not there to hold his hand at night, just to put his hand over his heart and now we were together. I don’t think I will ever think of holding hands the same.
Words from a grandson that will be forever locked in my heart…. and just like Preston when the pain of missing Connor and Preston becomes almost to difficult to bear…I place my hand over my heart and feel the beat that binds us forever.
Connor and Preston live sixteen hours away in south Florida. Thank you Lord that Hudson lives in Madison and Larkin and Harleigh in Montgomery. God truly blessed me even in the difficult times.
P.S. Preston and I held hands every night!
