"He stepped aside and tried to make a few calls. Hugging his daughter and grabbing his head, you could tell he was heartbroken. This woman next to him at the front counter heard the whole thing."
"He stepped aside and tried to make a few calls. Hugging his daughter and grabbing his head, you could tell he was heartbroken. This woman next to him at the front counter heard the whole thing."
"No matter how nice your pictures are, or how important the things you post are...some people just won't hit the like button. Because it's you. Post anyway. Share your pictures. And, your stories. They put a smile on someone's face."
I never would have dreamed that my 6-year-old daughter would have shed this many tears already regarding “friends.”
“No, you can’t play with us,” she hears over and over.
"People have the notion that since I am so often limping along, dragging my frazzled nerves behind me, God must not be real. If He was real, I would not be suffering so much."
"I remember the weight. Feeling the darkness drag me down to a place I thought even God couldn’t go. Where I was a nothing and nothing really mattered. Where loneliness devoured my insides but no human being could fill the void. In that moment, I knew only the darkness."
