For the Lonely…

For the lonely…

Many times, I sit in silence
With my thoughts waging war
Trying so hard to remember the sound
That my heart is longing for.

It’s the sound of your pick up truck
Pulling up into the drive
The tv turned on… and loud
The minute you arrive.

It’s the singing in the shower
Like Hardy live on stage
Very rednecky and off-key
With a little drawl within the range.

I have mentioned to young mothers
When their children are being loud
This will be missed in the future
When their children aren’t around.

It’s the sounds I no longer hear
If I could hear it again, if only
The silence in my heart and mind
Would not seem so awfully lonely.

Christina Trueblood
10/15/20

#lonelysounds #missingthenoise #whenitsgone #thedashinthemide

Author: Christina Herold Trueblood

My name is Christina Trueblood. I am married and live in Central Illinois and am the mother of two, a daughter and son. Unfortunately, I lost my son in August 2017 in a single vehicle truck accident a couple of miles from our home. He was 24. I have documented some of my story on Facebook over this first year and have been encouraged to start a blog. I hope to help other families who have gone through loss and struggle to make any sense of it. My faith has kept me going and I believe one day, we will meet those loved ones we have lost again and it will be as if no time has passed. Until then, I want to honor their lives and know they left a mark on my life! Please follow me and share your stories.

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