I don't ever remember it being this hard, but I'm sure there were times that it was.
And I don't want to feel that I'm running from my problems, so I'm doing the scariest thing possible.
Trusting that good things are around the corner for those I love most.
Trusting that soon, my mom will be able to afford her medicine, without having to worry about whether that check for groceries will clear.
Trusting that soon, maybe there will be a house to replace this tiny motel room.
Trusting that soon, these struggles will be behind us.
And that everything will work out the way it is meant to.
Even if it requires sacrifice.
If you wouldn't mind shooting up a prayer for my family, I would be incredibly grateful.
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