Another week of school behind us. No fights, no tears, no ripping of the membrane that is my heart. Praise the Lord !
Last night, I told Z that his room was still a little stinky and he said, “dad cleaned the cage”, and I said, “well its still a little smelly”, and he replied, ” thats just the way life is sometimes, mom”. AINT that the truth ? Technically, we are clean, made white as snow by the blood of the lamb, but every so often, I find myself feeling a little stinky…..every day is a good day to begin again. peace.