Time does it heal..

Often I wonder how I could overcome the pain of parts of my childhood. Many years I tried to hide, cover it up and pretend it did not happen. But God and I knew...God knew my heartache and bitter pain. He was there when I was at my lowest points. When I felt that I was not worthy to live.. God reminded me of my children and grandchildren when they came of their true love of a grandmother. God is a healing strength that I must keep reaching for. Follow me on my journey and please blog with me.