The House of Doo

The House of Doo

Thursday, October 22, 2015

Soldier

This song is so appropriate. Thanks, Gavin Degraw.

"Where did all the people go?
They got scared when the lights went low.
I'll get you through it nice and slow,
When the world's spinning out of control.

Afraid of what they might lose
Might get scraped or they might get bruised.
You could beg them, what's the use?
That's why it's called a moment of truth

I'll get it if you need it,
I'll search if you don't see it,
You're thirsty, I'll be rain,
You get hurt, I'll take your pain.

I know you don't believe it,
But I said it and I still mean it,
When you heard what I told you,
When you get worried I'll be your soldier.

Funny when times get hard,
At the last moment when you're supposed to charge,
Always on the longest yard,
Oh, they feel their feet getting cold.

Hiding here, hiding there,
Find them underneath the stairs,
People hiding everywhere,
Trying to be still like a stone.

I'll get it if you need it,
I'll search if you can't see it,
You're thirsty, I'll be rain,
You get hurt, I'll take your pain.

I know you don't believe it,
But I said it and I still mean it,
When you heard what I told you,
When you get worried I'll be your soldier."

I just wanted to tell you all that we are doing okay. It still hurts. I still hurt physically. The physical healing is harder than I was imagining. I am really struggling with anxiety and I feel the beginnings of PPD. I really struggled with this after Colt, but found little help. I refuse to get by on my own this time, but I also have a new doctor this time. We cry, but we can talk about Collins now without crying every time. Colt talks about her a lot. He wakes up crying in the night some and when I ask him what is wrong, he just says he is sad. I don't know if he's dreaming about her or what, he won't say. He is so very sensitive, I know it's going to take a long time for him.

This song I posted above fits so perfectly for this time in our lives. Our loved ones are incredible. Last night a precious friend gave me this beautiful necklace, cooked dinner for us and entertained us, then sent us home with homemade pumpkin bread.



When we got home, there was a huge box of homemade cookies and a sweet note on our porch. Every day there are cards in the mail. Every day there is a text or a call from a friend, or a message on Facebook. A sweet friend looked up blogs on second trimester pregnancy loss to try to understand how I was feeling. So thoughtful. We appreciate these things more than we can say. Thank you.




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