Raw. It’s why I named this blog “Raw.” Because caregivers are often in this state.
I woke up irritated at those who say, “I know how you feel. I know what it’s like.”
No, you don’t.
When you, dear other person, were taking care of somebody their physical and mental health were fine until two weeks to the end.
“My thoughts are higher than your thoughts, my ways higher than your ways,” says the Lord.
And then the one person calls who I have great angst against.
And God just stepped in while writing this. He is good. I need to rely on, depend on, rest on Him more.