it has been one of those days when every strong emotion that can be felt,

i have felt in full.

the harder ones have repeated themselves.

the urge to scream or cry has floated just under my not so thick skin

at every moment.  then tonight

my youngest grabbed a big fat gray marker

and sketched this:

it almost looks to have wings, doesn’t it?

and it surely has strong emotions by the bin full.

i thought she captured the very essence

of the struggle that was

my day

and

did i mention that her canvas for this piece of art was my kitchen table?  yup.

and you guessed it.  i had strong emotions…

‘almost’ taken from psalm 73:2.