I’m not all that wordless today, but for good reason.
Six years ago, I decided I was finished with life. I’d had all I could take.By the grace of God, I was saved. I did not want to be, but I am so thankful I was. Today’s post is dedicated to people and the good times I would have missed out on had I succeeded and to the man who turned my life around without even realizing it, my husband. To think that I almost missed out on meeting my husband and in turn, I almost lost the chance to have Bryson and enjoy all of these little moments with him. I think it is no coincidence that almost six years to the day of my overdose, I married a wonderful man. I didn’t realize the dates until this year, so it definitely was not planned on my end.