I just talked to my daughter, Carrie, and she's on her way to the doctor. She got a burn on her leg from a motorcycle (??? what's the story behind that???) and it sounds like the burn is infected. I know she has people to take care of her there, but it's so hard to be here when she's there. My momma genes kick in and I want to be the one taking her to the doctor. I guess I better just start praying my worries away and let God take care of my daughter because she is His daugtherand He loves her more than I do, and, He can take care of her better than I can.
The hardest part of being a mom, sometimes, is letting go.