Last week, I was growing excited as I was making plans for him to come home for the weekend.
This week, I am making no plans at all.
The roller coaster ride is tiring and dark. There is no time to prepare for its highs and lows because you can’t see what’s around the corner.
It probably sounds like I’m having another pity party…but that’s not what this is.
I do not have any control over the decisions he makes.
But I do have control over how much I pray. I’m headed to bed to say my prayers.
I love you, M.