80
Today would have been Mama's 80th birthday. I wish she was here to hug. She's been gone a little over 5 months. And... Charlie has gone downhill in that short span of time. I keep wondering what I'm supposed to be doing. Poor Charlie is lost, confused and physically spent. I thought when she died that I'd be checking on him, but it's become more than that. I must trust in Jesus to supply what I need to get through this struggle. Dear Jesus, show me Your way. Let me trust in You to take care of my needs.
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