That heavy feeling, the confused demeanor,
the angry yet forgiving heart ...
... perhaps even rage
"Friends" have defined themselves.
Some have disappeared like bubbles,
... others have blossomed like flowers.
Family has been the foundation of my strength,
God has been my anchor,
... my Lord
... my Saviour
"This too will pass" ... so everyone says.
And surely it will.
The burden of waiting, thinking and wondering, however
... is sometimes heavy enough to make a grown man cry
" I know God won't
give me anything
I can't handle.
I just wish He didn't
trust me so much. "
- Mother Teresa -