Each night I shed tears..tears of pain and struggle. I know I have to deal with this fact for the rest of my life. We just went for my baby’s check up last week and such a relief that she won’t be bedridden. I nearly cried in front of the doctor.
During workdays when I come home to baby Maia, I hug and hold her in my arms, yet..I terribly miss her. It is still difficult for me, even though I know I have accepted it, I feel I’m trudging a hard path.
I’m chasing answers all the time. I don’t know if I’ll be able to. But now I know it’s still a matter of TRUST. Trust in God.
My Lord, I commit my child to you. Use her according to your will.