One day at a time

It started with one second at a time. Then one day I noticed survival was one minute at a time. Somewhere after that I noticed survival was one hour at a time. Lately I have noticed I am surviving one day at a time for the most part. The tax office is a huge distraction in an odd way. I am super busy since it is peak right now. But somehow God keeps sending me people that I need to share my story with and people who need to hear my story. I have spoken with one bereaved mother, 2 widows, an incredible young man who initiated a conversation about bullying and young people dying by suicide, and a previous customer I dearly love that knew my story already and is having difficulty with her daughter suffering some mental health issues. I have noticed that these conversations are exhausting, inspiring and necessary. I miss you my precious Zachary.
Love Mom


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