You know those moments where you just can't seem to get it right in the things that matter. That life is just a mean kid kicking you every chance he gets. I feel that was. Well not really. I am not mad at God but definitely feel attacked but number one bad guy. He sees where I am hurting and weakest and nails me there.
Life lately has been no bed of roses, more of a flower but not your favorite flower. That perhaps is just indicative of my ability to still see positives as there are many in this mess.