Another Day Missing Her

I woke up this morning with my mommy on my mind. I miss her so much some days that I just about can't stand it.

It seems like I always think of her on days when things are about to be the hardest - like today. Sometimes I think it's some type of comfort for me because I need her so much sometimes and my memories and thoughts are all I have now.

I never have claimed to be the best person, I'm annoying and I talk too much and probably try way to hard but people don't know my story or where I've came from or why I'm the way I am. If you've not struggled or walked a mile in someone's shoes you really shouldn't pass judgement on them. Some of us really are doing the very best that we can and while it may not be enough in your eyes, I can guarantee that we are just thankful to be better than we were before.

I'm not the perfect Christian, but I'm the first to say - I could never be where I am today if God wouldn't have picked me up out of the dirt and brushed me off.

It's just been one of those mornings my friends, if you're having one those mornings as well - just know my prayers are with you and the storm can't last forever.