Autumn Love

Right there by my pumpkin...I looked down...and lo and behold.....a whisper from the Lord.

Whiplash

"Screw that. It's not like you're my parent."

Nice after ten years.... plus some.


You can read all about some other WHIPLASH moments in no particular order here....here.... here.....and here.


You can pray for me because moments like these hurt. My heart. My heart hurts.

The great news is that I think she was as shocked as my husband and I were. Immediately, she started to cry and tell me she didn't mean it. Real tears...lots of them. She has wanted lots of hugs and lots of kisses over the past days.

That's why I say, "Pray for my hurt heart...." because I must set myself up for more WHIPLASH.