As hurt and confused and mad at God as I am, I acknowledge and thank Him for knowing what He was doing when He brought the West Cabbarrus ladies together.

We have been through some tough stuff. Really tough stuff together. They were there for me immediately when I needed them. Making sure I ate, making sure I slept, making sure I actually got dressed. Like a fellow blogger said, “I was a widow- baby” and needed them to mother me.

News came to me yesterday that another one of us is hurting. Her earth has been shaken.

I have had the earth shaking news. I know the feeling of your knees being kicked in and you can’t breathe. Yet, I still found myself not being able to understand it. Not being able to wrap my brain around what was happening. I started saying the stupid cliches, “God has a plan”. “I’ll pray for you.”” Think positive”. I even said, “well, thank God this didn’t happen when…”! I hated when people said to me, “thank God you are young or thank God you don’t have kids.”

It’s amazing how even though I get it, I don’t know what to do.