I know you get tired of feeling down. Crying. You feel like you can’t breathe some days. You tell yourself that it’s just a dream….. a bad dream and you go to pick up the phone to call them and realize that you’re not dreaming 😮💨 it break your heart every time. It’s suffocates you. Makes it hard to keep going. Because why you. What have you done to deserve such heartache and grief. To have such a devastating loss. But you were taught not to question God.