Just a few thoughts
So it's been 4 weeks since I've been back here on the African Mercy. There have been good days and not so good days. But I can tell that I have been prayed for and that God is looking out for me. But this week has been a little harder for me. There have been multiple times that I wish I could text or call daddy and talk with him about things. Some silly...some serious. It's hard not being able to pick up the phone and text him. That all being said.... Tonight it kinda all came crashing down. Being honest here...with mommy's passing I became mad at God. How could a loving God take my mother away when I was only 15? I needed her! Don't worry God and I worked that out...but feelings have started to come back. How could God take my daddy? My sounding board, my encourager, my biggest fan, the person I turned to when I needed help, needed to talk, the one who I told the good and bad too, my support person. Not only did God take him...