I smiled through dinner and I didn't cry until I got home.
Yesterday was a horrible, horrible day.
Mr JB thinks that the Lord is mocking us. He also said that if this continues that he's considering not going to church, but he relented when I got even more upset.
I usually count on my husband to be the stable one.
I am so sad. I feel spent. It also doesn't help that it's Mother's Day this weekend. And have I mentioned that Mr JB is the godfather for his cousin's baby who is being baptized on Sunday? Yes, the baby that precipitated the scandalous wedding.
I am feeling so abandoned. So forgotten.
How much longer do I have to wait? How many more prayers do I have to pray?