My mother died on Christmas morning when I was only 12 years old. I thought that would be the hardest thing I'd ever have to go through. My life would only get better and stay that way, what could be worse? That was 21 years ago and I'm in the middle of worse...separation from my spouse of 12 years. My heart is so heavy I can hardly stand it. I cry, I yell, I cry! And the cycle continues. It is all I can do to make my self get out of bed. I am mentally, emotionally, and physically exhausted. I go to bed every night reading various Psalms and praying/crying myself to sleep knowing this to shall pass! And I trust God's plan for my future.
