Strength

I have had a lot of people say they don’t know how I do it……or I am so strong.  Let me tell you the truth.  I am not strong and there are days I can’t figure out how I am going to continue on….but somehow I always do.

Take now as an example.  My husband just took all my children to town.  That = down time.  Down time = thinking.  Thinking = tears.

I don’t (normally) allow myself to cry openly and many who know me may wonder if it ever gets to me.  Let me assure you it does.  I don’t know how I will ever be the same again.  I am only one person and most of the time am completely and utterly overwhelmed.  I know many people want to help and many do.  I am so grateful to all who have opened their hearts to these children.  I really can’t explain how deeply each and every donation touches me.  I have seen the children you are helping.  I have spent hours with the children.  I know them by name and I can tell you about their personalities and backgrounds.  I am invested.   It floors me when others become invested too.  I am so overwhelmed by your generosity.  Once again I am moved to tears.

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