For 1. 5hr., I lay with my mind racing, tears soaking the pillow, while Mama slept.
When Mama left the room to not wake me up,
I got up, washed off my makeup, curled into a ball, and sobbed.
Driving somewhere. Anywhere. Out.
Whether it be the best day of the year, and hysterically worth writing about, or the worst day of the year, and tears and heartbreak are poured out, this is where I come to sit down and bleed out my soul. I've come to learn that my Savior alone is all I need, whatever the days hold. He has shown me incredible grace and clothed me with gladness as eternity draws near. "To the end that my glory may sing praise to You and not be silent. O Lord my God, I will give thanks to You forever."