This week was an especially difficult week for our family.

Death is all around us, which reminds me how precious life really is.

When I was told of my moms aunt dying, I was a simply a support for mom. When my husbands friend died, I had to hold it together for him. Then my dad's dog, who we have been watching for a year now, passed away. I had to be the support for my kids who were heartbroken.

I am the support for others, but who is my support? My heavenly Father. I know without Him I wouldn't be able to do all I have done for everyone else. He has given me the strength and counsel to get them though these times.

Thank you Father!