People ask how are you all the time and I usually say I’m good just as they do. Are we really?

I’ve decided to change my answer. I’m a Fiat in 6 feet of snow. I can’t see in front of me and the snow has buried me from behind. I am pushing my way through with no end in site. I’m looking for that light at the end of the tunnel. (I once told Maddie this) The Only One to help me through is God. I’m reaching my hand up to Him. He will light one step at a time for me and only 1! 

I don’t need help or to talk,  thanks. Just for all to know where I’m at and how I really feel.