I was so overwhelmed with heartbreak, depression and pain. I wrote a page of all those emotions to release the pain before my physical body matched my inside and I withered away... Literally!
As the days moved rapidly by, I found I was not only writing to ease the pain, I was growing spiritually.. I was broken. I was homeless with my youngest daughter. She helped me see that some days just waking up and breathing, though it hurt, was a gift from God.