I wish I was keeping it together, rH. I struggle every single day to get out of bed. My thoughts focus on my boys and my wife, and how much I want us back as a family again. The pain at times is unbearable, still. But I make it through.
Right now prayer gets me through the day. Two weeks ago I spent a night out of town for work. I walked to the Catholic Church in the city and prayed until they locked the doors. (I'm not catholic but knew it would be open). While there I opened the book in the pew that had scripture/meditation for each day of the year. I looked up that days verse(s). It was Psalm 126 verse 5. " For those who sow in tears shall reap with with shouts of joy!" You and the others on this board can appreciate what that meant to me. We've all sowed a field full of tears.
M - 42 W- 37 S's - 9,6 M-12 T-14 FIL- diagnosed with fatal disease spring 2011 ILYBNILWY - march '12 FIL - died jan '13 W Moved out week later
