Sometimes something happens in life that reminds you to slow down. To take stock and give thanks for the gifts you’ve been given.
Sometimes something happens in life that makes you realize that love and pain are so intertwined that it can be hard to tell them apart.
I haven’t prayed much since I lost my mom. My faith and belief have been shaken. But today I’m putting my gripes with my maker aside and praying. Praying with all my heart and soul for a little life that has already touched so many. Praying for his family. Praying.
