There are days when I think to myself that things are just not going right for us. Money is tight, the cars are breaking down, the kids keep getting funky rashes.
It should not take a best friend losing a family member or my experience at Walmart tonight to slap me in the face. We are blessed.
I ran to walmart tonight to pick up garlic bread, milk and a rotisserie chicken. I had no idea I would hug a stranger. Little Man was zonked out in the cart, Munchkin was running into the dairy section when a sweet elderly lady stopped me. She told me my kids were so sweet, she didn't have any grandchildren and always noticed the little ones. Then she asked where I lived and told me where she lives and then started to tear up. He husband passed away 2 months ago and it was her first trip to the store by herself. Her cart was full of food and essentials like toilet paper and paper towels. I asked if I could hug her and she let me and she held on.
I don't know what that sweet lady's name was but please be praying for her. Her heart must hurt so much right now and I am hurting for her. I pray she has people in her life that will hold her and visit her and pray for her.
All that to say, it doesn't matter that money is tight, that our car is messed up, that my kids have funky rashes. We have each other and we are blessed.