December 27th of last year kicked off one of the most trying years of my life, and it just won't stop.
I need time to breathe.
I need a chance to recover from one kick in the gut before I get another one, but apparently, the universe doesn't see it that way.
I have had to ask one too many times this year for people to pray for me, had to rely on the generosity of others more than I should have to in a lifetime.
I have been wondering when something is going to break, and what it will be:
So far, we are surviving, but the end is not in sight.