this is the story of my journey. a peek into a day in the life of a moma who is doing the best she can to live out the legacy her father and grandmother have set before her. to learn how to love, no matter what.
Sunday, June 7, 2009
a black eye
Yesterday while unloading bags from the back of the van. I did not realize someone was closing the van door. Until I was nearly knocked off my feet. The door hit me before I knew what was happening, I didn't even realize I lost my glasses until Elijah handed them to me.
It hurt so much I was shaking all over and tears were just popping out of my eyes. It was the craziest thing! All afternoon it throbbed and swelled and slowly by bedtime it was bruising.
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