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We've been (trying to) process a horrific, horrific tragedy. I'm not sure why it's affected me so severely, but it's scared me, traumatized me, and stolen lots of already minimal sleep. There's nothing like something so horrible happening that causes me to appreciate what really matters:
God.
"Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy and my burden is light." Mt 28-30
My husband.
Even though he doesn't always understand me, he still holds me and prays for me. I feel so safe with my husband.
My kids.
My precious, beautiful, amazing four gorgeous kids.
*just to clarify: I know I'm being really vague. It doesn't have anything to do with me or my family. Just acquaintances.
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