It's been the toughest year I've gone through, by far. I sure didn't think that was possible after the past few years I've barely managed to get through. I suppose God is very much still around me, but sometimes it doesn't feel that way. I pray each and every night for strength and courage.
I know God hears me. I know he sends angels to watch over my family and I each and every day and night. He hasn't ever let me down, as far as safety is concerned. My family has always had food, clothing and shelter. To most, that is a blessing in itself. But is it so wrong to want more? I don't want all the money in the world... I don't expect Prince Charming... but it would be nice to have a little more phsycial family to lean upon. So here I go, praying for just that. Praying for a great big family to walk into my life...
