Hold me Jesus.
Over the last several months I realized that there are many times when I just needed someone to give me a hug, or to wrap their arms around me in an embrace. I found myself often longing for someone to hold me when the grief was so heavy. I just wanted someone there to wrap their arms around me with that physical assurance that everything was going to be ok.
When the person you expect that from is gone, you must find it from somewhere else. This is when the loneliness really set in for me. The little things you’re so accustomed to leaning on someone else for, and then they’re gone and obviously no longer able to provide.
