On a good day, I don’t shed a tear. On a bad day, there’s not enough tissues to go around. I’m looking forward to waking up one day soon and feeling my broken heart is healed. On that day, I’ll be able to look back and feel grateful for being part of something bigger than me, something that gave me the chance to love something outside of my small world as I knew it. And then I can smile instead of cry. But for now, I have my prayers and my faith.

“He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds.” – Psalm 147:3

Sharon – Embracing My Joy