I am sorry about all you have been going through lately. It is sad and tests your faith to it's limits, but just looking at your little ones should make you believe in something. They are too precious and wonderful not to be a gift from somewhere/someone. None of us can know if there really is a Heaven until we get there, but in the meantime, it does not hurt to think there is somebody who loves us waiting for us when this life is over.
One day, while walking on the beach my 4 year old approached me and handed me a rock. "mommy, can you put this rock in your purse"? He asked. "No son," I said "rocks don't go in purses". "But mom!" He protested. "It's a miracle! And miracles can go in purses!". And he's right. Miracles can be found anywhere they please. My life is crazy and chaotic, and I've dealt with more heartache than most could bear, but I continue to find miracles in the strangest of places. Like the rock I carry in my purse.
This blog is my life, in print. The good, the bad, the ugly and the beauty of raising 6 kids and holding on to what's left of my sanity in the process.
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I am sorry about all you have been going through lately. It is sad and tests your faith to it's limits, but just looking at your little ones should make you believe in something. They are too precious and wonderful not to be a gift from somewhere/someone.
None of us can know if there really is a Heaven until we get there, but in the meantime, it does not hurt to think there is somebody who loves us waiting for us when this life is over.
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