I've been talking to God a lot recently, and I mean really talking. The kind of talking where there is just as much yelling and cursing and accusing as there is begging and pleading and cajoling.
I feel like I'm getting nowhere. And I'm angry.
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2 comments:
At least you're talking. That's somewhere.
You'll pull through this. Hang in there.
Love you!
I'll let you be Dad and Mom's favorite.....
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