“Let me tell you early grievers — those new to the club that everyone runs from admittance to: they’re lying to you. It does not get better with time. Cuts get better. Wounds heal. But when you lose an arm, it’s sheer foolishness to await the day that it “gets better.” You simply learn to live with one arm. When it’s gone, it’s not getting better. You’ll figure out how to tie your shoes and get your coffee. It will get easier to function as you learn to live with the loss. Some days you might even forget you only have one arm, but others you’ll hole up in your house and wonder if life is worth living without it. It’ll seem that everyone else has two, and many will stop noticing your loss and that will hurt, and you will feel foolish pointing out to them that you lost your arm so you’ll remain quiet because it seems foolish that they would forget.
If there’s an upside to the club — it’s that there’s a club. You’ll find the others instinctively. They may have lost legs or toes or something else but they’ll have a wild look in their eye that will mark them as your family. And then there’s this: all the others will tell you that they could never go through what you did or do what you did or such and such about how you’re great. And you’ll know better — most likely they do too. You will know what they can only wonder. He is just what He promised. He is enough.”
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