a prayer

There is no more than a mattress unpacked in this house, as we paint and work to make this place our own, and yet, with these blessings, I feel things are missing, and with this, I feel guilt.

and I pray,

"Lord, let your embrace be all I need to carry throughout this life. Let your healing hand rest upon my shoulder and my husband and I get past what was the hardest thing either one of us had to experience. Please, let your love be enough, and all other blessings be nothing more than things to enhance and already fulfilled existence. And finally let my angel be not my mourning carried so heavy on my back, but instead the love carried in my heart. Lord, give me strength."

I want to unpack in this home, and continue building upon our family. I want these walls to wittiness the love I know feels us, and never neglect what we have...

This is story not yet finished,

its only beginning :)