Material Blessings

Well, that's it.
She came in my house and she (with the aid of 4 other people) removed all the material things I put a lot of sweat and tears in collecting... and just like a breeze of wind, she's out of the door.
As I enter my son's room, there are a few unwanted things on the floor and some items on the bookshelf...but on the whole, any evidence that a small child once occupied this room has been removed.
I reached down to feel the divot left on the carpet from where the dresser once sat.
I remember buying this dresser, I remember the late nights and long afternoons I spent staining it. I remember stubbing my toe trying to get it into my son's room.

My daughter's room is completely empty other than the bookshelf that we agreed was going to stay with me. As I span her empty room, a ghost from the past of a small child with ebony hair danced around in the room. I tried to reach for her but she wasn't responding. I could hear her sweet voice telling to me, "Daddy, dance with me" and my heart just couldn't bear it. I put my hands to my face as the weakness in my knees forced me prostrate to the floor.
Man, I can only take so much.

I can say a lot of things up to this point.
I can write down things on this page that will probably reach some hearts...I could probably say insightful things like "things will work themselves out..."

But in all honesty...I'm tired of feeling this way.
There is one thing I am fairly certain of --- I know my heart is right with God. Right now, that's all I have.