Searching for Hope in the Midst of a Struggle
I have been struggling the past few days. It's as simple as that...I've been struggling. From seeing pregnant people who definitely take for granted being blessed...to holding a little baby...to things just pointing that direction...I am a mess. Sunday afternoon, as we were saying bye to our besties, Heather told me she wanted to pray over me. None of us four left that living room without tears in our eyes. I spent Sunday night bawling in the shower...Frustration and sadness were consuming me in that moment. Last night, I was taking a bath...which is rare for me because I'm not much of a bath person...and as I tried relaxing, I was perusing Facebook. A good friend, who has been struggling as well, made a very vague comment about God being so good and there were questions and such about her being pregnant. Now, don't get me wrong, I am more than happy for them if that is the case. I know that they have been struggling as well, but it doesn't make it any easie...