The house is full and will be even fully tomorrow. There are kids and grandchildren to run around and be happy. But something inside of me is missing. The hole that always exists....exists. I pray diligently for it to be filled but is remains empty and sad....always on the brim of crying...sometimes the cup becomes so full that it spills over.
Will this ever go away?
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