I know that God has something better for me.
I don’t even want him, but I want someone. I haven’t talked to him in a few days. I miss him. I I miss his voice. I miss his face. I miss his sense of humor. I miss his arms around me. I miss his whispers in my ear. I miss his kisses. But I don’t miss who he is. I don’t miss the lies, being treated like crap, not being first. It’s a confusing place to be.
But I know that God has something for me. There is hope for a better life. There is hope that everything is going to be ok. My life has been a living hell the past year but somehow God has taken care of me this whole time. It amazes me how God has taken care of me and how I have grown and learned to find peace and control my stress and to enjoy the little things, especially my children.
I’m so blessed and God has got me in his hands.