I never really understood because some people seem to live a perfect life. All smiles. Perfect family. Perfect job. Always cheery. Always kind. Until I saw myself in the mirror recently.
Always smiling, always strong, always trying to keep everyone together...
When I am the one who is falling apart inside. Bit by bit.
Don't ask me why. Because I can't tell you why. And even I do, you wouldn't understand.
But like everyone else, I'm fighting my battle. And I'm still fighting. I'm not giving up.
There is not a place where His grace is not sufficient for me. And I hang on to that. :)
Love,
