Today I find I am still upset. I am angry for being here at my mother's. I am upset with my mother's continued drinking. I am upset with my son for taking in all of the garbage around him. I am trying to maintain faith. I know we need to move or at the least I need to move Timothy. The latter choice upsets me the most. I do not desire to be apart from him. God I call on you in this hour.
- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone
No comments:
Post a Comment