I’ve had a pretty good writing day. Still shy about three needed pages, but the day isn’t over yet. I may still get them.
I took a break to watch a movie (one of my Netflix rentals!) while I ate. Then I clicked on my Bloglines to read my favorite blogs. Now I’m in tears over the post I read at From the Morning. Here’s the opening:
His parents divorced when he was in the third grade. Mom and dad
couldn’t get along anymore, so they just split, on many levels. Mom
stayed, dad left, and insanity ensued.He didn’t know who did
what wrong or what the details were, only that his world had been
turned upside down. At any rate, the details didn’t matter, only the
consequences, paid by an innocent bystander.
Take a moment and go read the rest. I hate to cry alone.
Coming from you, Robin, this link means a lot! Thanks!!! I couldn’t help but well up when writing it, but probably for different reasons than you know. God made my life the way he did to make me who I am today. He built me up. I plan on continuing the story. I love God for answering those prayers that I called out when only a child.