Without words

Ryan Woods is in his last days.  I have read the posts on facebook by many, including Ryan himself, over the last year or so, and know that words of encouragement, sorrow, and understanding are welcomed and embraced.  Yet somehow, I cannot say them.  It's too hard.  Too close to home.  I know what it's like to be in that vigil - awaiting something you dread, while still coveting the end of suffering.  Today they posted a sweet picture of Ryan's daughter India laying in bed with him watching something on a laptop...and my heart breaks because Ryan's facial expression is so like that of my mom's during that time.  The words that I know I should say are too hard to say, mostly because the words don't truly ease the pain of what is to come.  Only God can ease that pain. So, I continue to pray...