We are wrestling with some things on the homefront, over and above the normal family stuff. Basically, the need for me to return to work. I can not deny our financial situation any longer. We have cut all we can possibly cut and are still not meeting ends. Really it goes beyond that.
This has lead to sleepless nights, knotted stomachs, talking and more talking. And yes, prayer. Really, I know it is in His hands and He will guide our famliy. But for some reason in the middle of the night when I am at my wits end and I turn it over to Him I always end up taking it back to worry over more the next time my eyes open.
I love, I mean really love, being home with my boys. It takes my breath away to think of not seeing them all day. Of not being there to witness their learning for eight hours................that was even hard to type.
Ugggg! I can't type anymore.
Prayers please. Please. I can't wrestle this alone.