My parent’s watched the kids tonight after I put them to bed so I could go out and get some much needed me time. I needed to get an answer on a business opportunity but ended up praying in the car and feeling this urge to read this one book I have on forgiveness and continue the healing process.
I ended up at a coffee shot in one of my favorite parts of town and got lost in my own little world reading. It talked about not pushing the memories aside when they come but holding onto it and crying it out, realizing it’s over and crying until it doesn’t sting as much.
It was good stuff.
As I was lost in my own little world I heard someone say “hi name!”
I looked up and saw an old Facebook friend again. He was on a date with his daughter. She was five and shook hands. It was just encouraging to see a gentleman and a good dad all in one package. Not all men are evil and not all men abandon their children.
Let the healing begin and the hope rise up. I’m ready for my Saviour to be my man.