K

Speaking with my dear friend Don today, I explained that I feel lost, don't know if I want my life to be this way (my life is very blessed today, this is depression speaking) and on and on. Joe snuggled up next to me, wrapped his arms around my waist and said in his little Joe voice, "k"...patted my back then went off to knock over some blocks...as if to say "You're okay Mama, now move on". Amazing how a higher power can speak to me through my child. (And I need to watch what I say around the little man, his comprehension is impressive!)