Today my prayer was to be non-emotional.
My dog, my first child, is very very sick.
I know it is time.
I have had to keep her outside and it is killing me, but I've no other choice.
She has been with me for 19 years.
My kids don't know and I can't tell them yet. The pain is just simply too much in the midst with my daily life.
I don't know why I have this life that I have but I lift my hand to Jesus and say thank you.
Thank you for my children, my home, my job (ugh), my piles of laundry and dirty dishes too. My memories of my Hannah and my days.
So through my tears I say thank you and bless me Father.
Much love. me.