Month: September 2019

All My Broken Pieces…

A few weeks ago, a friend referenced broken pottery when describing what happened to our family when we lost Ben.  Her analogy of our family shattering into a million pieces so accurately depicted how I have felt the last few years about the pain from this loss.  She validated how hard it has been to pick up all those pieces and try to put them back together.  No matter how much we try; we will never be able to pick all those pieces up and restore them perfectly to what we had before.