Life's mess
It has been a long seven months since I've wrote. Here it is almost one in the morning and my heart feels heavy...or is it an empty feeling. I'm not sure. I have been here before. The bottom pit looking up. Crying. Yelling. Telling God that I am not strong enough. I am done. I can't do it anymore. Please don't think I'm suicidal. I'm ready for God to meet me here. Not for me to meet God there. Big difference!! ;) I am tired. Emotionally tired and drained. Life keeps stacking things up right now....between an unemployed husband who's health is rapidly declining, to my crazy mother, and my wonderful father-in-law who isn't eating and shrinking in front of our eyes. I am trying to hold it all together because that's what Mom's do. But, it's slipping a little. Kids will joke with me and I get my feelings hurt. Not a good time to read "Me before you," but yeah, I finally did. Ugly tears we...