<p>As I look back at my introduction and slowly began reading each chapter, I am amazed at all that I’ve endured some things not written. There were many times I wanted to give up, but I am so grateful for being a mother who refused to lay in bed and die, not wanting my children to come in from school and find me lifeless after all the alcohol I’d consumed. I would press my way downstairs while asking God not to let me die.</p> <p>“Thank you, God, for Your grace and mercy which has seen me through so many dark, tough, lonely times to this living point.”</p> <p>We go through unwanted and unwarranted situations in this thing called life, and we have questions that always starts with why.</p> <p>Why did my son’s life have to come to an end so soon and tragically?</p> <p>I haven’t cried in a while, but writing these words reminds me of just how much I miss my son.</p> <p>And of so many other moms and dads who have had to feel this void of not having your special son/daughter here with you anymore.</p> <p>Hold on to your faith in Jesus Christ, our Savior. You can make it. I did, and I am praying for each of you.</p> <p>Coming out to many storms, I’m flourishing into God’s beautiful rainbow.</p>画面が切り替わりますので、しばらくお待ち下さい。
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