I remember the song growing up, If I can't say a word then I just wave my hand, I even remember singing it. But I can actually say I have lived it and I am living it. So many days in my past that I could not say a word, how about I could even wave my hand. But God pulled me through every time. Tears streaming down and yet HE heard my heart and he delivered me. So many of those close to me today are in that predicament, going through and can't talk about it, it hurts for them to think about it.
My dear friend, sister, niece, you have got to hold on, one thing I learned I can tell Jesus all about it and even when I don't he still knows. I learned and for some things I am learning to let go, let God, and to let it out. Scream, holler, shout, and cry whatever it takes get it out!