My late God-brother turned 19 today… A full 20 days after my birthday. His death, and the deaths of his bestfriend (who was killed alongside him) are fresh and linger on my mind. As I have learned, you cannot let your faith be easily broken. Whether it be grief, affliction, illness.. whatever.

I’ve always been a strong young lady. I’ve been one to hold in my emotions, never letting myself show weakness.. Lately, that exterior has been breaking down. I dont mean lately, as in three weeks ago.. More like, over the past 7-8 months.. It seems like, I’ve been getting tried.. As if I didnt feel that today was sad enough, our pitbull puppy passed away around 6pm this evening. He was rescued by my brother, and was sick already… We did the best we could, and seemed like the little one was getting better.. The Lord saw fit to call ‘Spook’ home.

..to be continued