Today trying to find gifts to be thankful for has felt more like work than grace.
The girls are challenging more than my patience.
It hurts my heart to think I’ve let them believe that yelling and quick tempers are
the paths to resolution.
I’m praying to change that in myself.
This path is hard when sometimes all I want to do is slam my own door and hideaway.
I took lots of pictures today. A day when words seemed futile.