I need a sign
I feel you drifting away from me. Please, I beg you, if you can’t tell me… Then give me a sign. Let me know you’re still here with me. Let me know that I’m doing the right thing. Let me know this isn’t all in vain.
Maybe I’m spread out too thin with increased workouts, end of the school year activities, family matters, donations and requests for help from so many organizations to see the signs that used to comfort me.
No, it’s not in vain.
No, it’s not wasted efforts.
Someone out there is going to be able to live your dream.
Don’t worry… I’m not crazy. I just typed out a little prayer that I say to my Momma. When was the last time you prayed? Said thanks? Here’s your sign.
If momma had her way, she’d convert the whole world to Catholicism. Renewing faith was one of her dreams, too. So if you’re reading this and need some renewing… This was for you.
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