I'm not sure what to say in the first blog under this category. I guess in a nutshell: my mom left when I was three and even now, 24 years later, the wound is still deep and I still struggle so much at times with how her decision has affected me. I think that at the age of 27 I should be over this and that it shouldn't hurt anymore, but I think that in the past couple of years, the hurt is the strongest it's ever been. This is one area of my life especially where I am eager to see how God will use this hurt and what good will come of it.

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