My sleep is disturbed. I worry all day. I google the what if’s all night. I feel angry, sad, defeated, and then I cry.
All over a lie. Someone else’s lie. A lie that he told to help himself that in turn flipped my family’s life upside down.
A lie that will potentially affect his life in a negative way, and it definitely affects my family’s life every day.
I worry because I don’t want any harm to come to him.
I worry because I don’t want any more distress to come to my family.
I worry because I think I’m the only one who is worried about it.
I have to let it go. I didn’t lie. My daughter didn’t lie. He did.
I can’t keep him out of trouble. I can only do what is in my power to keep the lie from having a negative impact on my family.
I’m going to try to let it go. I’m pretending that’s easy.
Today is Easter Sunday. It’s a good day to turn this over to God and let him drive it.
Today, I’ll pray for my family and today I’ll pray for him.