I have always been of the opinion. I can do it alone. Why call someone on the phone?
I have always been of great strength. Until death hits me too quick. I pretended like it didn't affect me. But in truth of reality it did.
I just soughta kept my feeling hid. Friends tried to comfort me. Gave advice to assist me.
But it took the words of a mother. To try God. He knows you hurt. He knows your heart.
He listen and advise. And always standing by your side.
One scripture she quote was true. That I could do anything when the Lord strengthen me. So, try God. He understands the tears standing within your eyes.
And in the end I should be surprised. Or to know. That God can make sadness becomes a light. That nothing as bad as it seems. Just as long as you constantly in believe.