The sadness crept in, and the window of my heart again opened for him. His tears and shaky hands had me shivering and hoping that he would pull me into his embrace so that I could take his sadness but that is not possible.
I am not the person he needs to lean on now, and I am glad. In my selfishness I wish I was there, I wish I had always been there for him. But God. But God had other plans.
I don’t understand the plans of God and I don’t understand the plans of God and I do not want to question God’s plans and why the windows have slowly started to open again.
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