01/30/2020
Vanessa Bryant. 💔
Today, she’s waking up after the worst two days of her life a new person. She will never be who she was 48 hours ago.
She probably didn’t sleep much-if at all. She has asked herself countless times already ‘Is this really happening? How is this my life? How will I live the rest of my life without them?’
these last few nights she has gone to bed without her husband, in a house without her daughter in another room. She woke up with the baby alone. She held the two other daughters who understand that they aren’t coming back. She had to be the rock for the ones losing their daddy and sister without her husband and daughter.
Soon, she’ll have to go make identifications.
Sign paperwork
Pick caskets
Plan funerals
Answer questions
Find cemetery plots
More paperwork
She’ll do it all under INSANE media and public attention. Her husband and daughter’s faces will be on front pages, websites, and social media everywhere she goes for the foreseeable future.
And that’s just the beginning for her.
She has to mourn her baby...and also the love of her life...for the rest of her life.
My heart is broken for her. I don’t know her. I will never be in a room with her. But today, I’m praying for her.
Praying the words that she doesn’t have.
Praying for supernatural peace and grace over her and her daughters and the rest of the family.
Praying that people step in and help her take the impossible steps and make the impossible decisions.
Praying for family to take the baby so she can sob in the shower.
Praying for the daughters old enough to understand.
Praying that family and community will step in and just help.
Praying for media to be sensitive and to leave her alone.
Praying for the emptiness opening up inside of her.
So today, I’m praying for her, and all the others whose world was blown apart by this tragedy-as so many have prayed for me because no one goes through this alone.
🙏🏾🙏🏾🙏🏾🙏🏾🙏🏾🙏🏾🙏🏾🙏🏾
