No words left

Writing has always been a way for me to process emotions regarding events that take place in the world and in my life.  Words have been my way to share what is in my heart.

This week I have very little words only tears.

Tears of disappointment.

Tears of deep sorrow.

Tears of anger.

Tears of grief.

Tears for a beloved fellow Angelmom who is waiting to take her last breath.

Tears for a beautiful young man named Evan who has lost his life to all that Angelman Syndrome can do to a body.

Tears for lost love.

This life is not easy.  We all have a story to tell.  Stories of heaven and hell.

This week I have had to say good bye to the dreams of a miracle for Patty Oneppo to be cancer free and good bye to another child with Angelman Syndrome.

Tears of joy are much sweeter than tears of grief.