I spent the weekend in Gainesville, Florida with my favorite number 2 son. We ate food, drank coffee, walked in the woods, and had a long heart to heart discussion about life. I’m so grateful for the boys the Lord has given me. I’m so grateful He lets them hold me accountable for the mistakes I’ve made both old and new. I’m grateful they have the courage to call me out when I mess up. The truth hurts sometimes, but it’s so much better than watching someone pull away. I just keep wondering when life will get easier?
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