Through My Kids

This weekend has been so emotionally difficult for seemingly no reason. I've tried to make sense of it, but it seems there's not much to understand about something that's just chemically wrong. Every time I've wondered how I'm going to get through the storm this time or how I can find enough strength to hold on until the light comes again, this sweet boy has snuggled his soft, chubby cheeks into mine or looked up at me with his big, blue, hope-filled eyes, and I've felt comfort and love surround the broken pieces of my heart. I'm always amazed at how I can feel God's love and mindfulness of me through my sweet kids.