At nightfall, little sarah feels uneasy, sleepless. Rubbing her itchy eyes with her tiny hands, sobbing and blurting out, running nose,burning and sweating and me at her side, just praying for her fast recovery.
Tears roll over my cheeks.Curiosity behind my mind.Blaming and guilty.feeling sane and insane. anwering the same Q's..the why and WHY’s..
While looking at my ellise on hours of darkness, I started talking to God. Sharing and whispering my thoughts. Pricking up my ears and still Hoping. Asking extra strength from HIM , a spirit to take in hand all the predicaments. And light for the gloomy sunless day..
now..
I thank you almighty Father for our talks.
I am ashamed of my wickedness , ergo i beg your forgiveness.
I love you.
your child,
sarah
Monday, September 15
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