Macy
👤 SpeakerAppearances Over Time
Podcast Appearances
When I woke up the next morning, I sat up in bed, heart racing.
My lamp was still on, something I know I turned off.
But more than that, my TV was off.
Not just off, but unplugged from the wall.
Oh, whoa.
I called my mom crying.
I told her everything.
And after a long silence, she said, in this small, broken voice,
Last night, my grief got so bad that I got on the floor.
I was on all fours, sobbing, begging God to just give me a sign.
Just one sign that she's okay.
He just did.
That night didn't take away the pain.
Grief is still part of me.
Ten years later, I think about her every single day.
I wish she could have met her niece and nephew.
My daughter is named after her.
I wish she was still here.
But that night gave us something we were desperate for.
Peace.