I need a V-8.
A bowl of parmesan.
I feel so incredibly guilty for even thinking about having a bad day. I have wonderful friends, in my life, that are struggling. My Princess P….wheelchair bound. The Dawson family…dealing with their child having cancer. Another is currently hanging out “upside down” in an effort to keep her baby in her womb. There is so much sadness, so much turmoil, so many questions and so little answers. Here I am, just simply having an off day, but I have 5 healthy children; one waiting for me to come and get him, a sweet husband and we are all good…..yet I’m still having a bad day. I have no right.
Be still and Know that I am GOD!