Thanksgiving week, but...

Hard to write when your heart is breaking and your eyes are cloudy 

Hard to move on with your day with just the ordinary tasks that will either wait for you or you start to tackle them

What changed overnight?

My youngest daughter lost a friend, a co-worker, to suicide.  

Psalm 55:17King James Version (KJV)17 Evening, and morning, and at noon, will I pray, and cry aloud: and he shall hear my voice.