It was a bad weekend. It was a hard weekend. I am struggling. After I put my sweet boys to bed, I came and sat on the couch and sobbed. I didn't see little Kellan sneak out of bed and come into the living room. I tried to stop crying, then realized, it's ok for my children to see real life emotions. It's better to get this out instead of holding it in. He quietly sat by me, put his arm around me and his head on my shoulder and said, "do you want to talk about it?" God has truly blessed me with my sons. They are my reason for living.
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