“A CT scan is scheduled for Monday.”
When our pediatrician discovered an abnormality in our 13-month-old daughter’s abdomen, I drifted home in a state of shock. After walking through the front door, I locked myself in the bathroom and ran water in the tub as hot as I could stand it. I sought a safe place to cry, where only God could see.
Y’all, I’m a guest blogger with my dear friend, Norma Brumbaugh Wieland.
If you’d like to read more of my story, please head over to her website.
If you’d like to read more of my story, please head over to her website.
Blessed by you,
Shelli
Shelli Littleton 
Hi Shelli, You are receiving comments on my blog. Feel free to head on over there, they are addressed to you. Thanks again, Norma
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Thank you, sweet Norma. I was at a funeral this afternoon. I so appreciate you for having me guest post and for stepping in this afternoon for me. I didn't expect to be gone so long. Much love to you.
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Oh, how I too have seen those footprints in the sand. It's amazing how they appear, not only for the physical issues on this earth but the psychological ones as well.
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Oh, yes, Melodie. I always say when I speak … hardships are mental and physical … some can be seen, some can only be felt …. Thank you for that sweet reminder.
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