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Rated: 13+ · Book · Biographical · #912643
The storm clouds are piling high.
#527013 added August 9, 2007 at 6:33pm
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Only more storms
Oh, Lord, where are you? My faith is shaky right now. Help my unbelief, please.

Due to problems they have no control over, Randy, Janelle, and the boys will be moving back to the Weatherford area. Selfishly, I'm devastated. We won't be able to go the boys ball games and activities. We'll be here without anyone close. The house is upside down, with no one to move the heavy stuff back in place. They have to move and quickly to get the boys in school.

I do want what's best for them, and I hope and pray things will work out. I just needed to have time for a bit of self-pity before I have to face them. I can't let them see how lost I already feel.

Sometimes, having faith is very hard when the world is crashing around me. But, I'll bounce back, maybe not all the way, but at least higher than I am right now.

Where am I going to find the strength to take care of Robert and me? I don't know, but somehow I will. There is no one else.

Okay, pity party over.

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