Creaks throughout the house at night would have normally struck me with thinking the house is haunted and now I can't help but imagine baby Bane just prancing around.
Another fear of mine has always been death. I hated not having the ability to comprehend what death would feel like or how it would go about. Though, I haven't lived my life before Bane as a devoted Christian I was brought up with the understanding of The Lord and I was taught what it meant to live for God. I knew that after death came heaven and hell, but until losing Bane I just never quite understood it. I never truly took into account that just because a person dies, it by any means does not mean they are dead. Bane isn't here physically, but I feel his life within me everyday. He continues to live on in so many ways.
I am beginning to notice so much that on my weakest days and toughest moments Bane sends immediate comfort my way with allowing me to feel his presence. I constantly pray in hopes he will give me a sign that he is here when in reality I don't need that sign. I know he is. I know that when my heart begins to warm up a little bit it's Bane. I know that when my tears dry up and I begin to smile again it's Bane. I hold on to the tiniest moments of comfort that I find because I know with every inch of my heart and soul it is my son watching over me. ❤️ This mama has her rough days but with the love from my family friends God and Bane I can get through anything.
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