Heaven’s grasp or what?

It was the about the end of my first trimester, precisely Easter Sunday, we just got back from Church and my cravings that afternoon was Eba. The husband was nice enough to make it for me, after divulging a whole bowlful. I sat to watch TV with the boys and just rest awhile, just then I felt…

Tired.

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Night and Day.” Have you ever had an experience that was amazing the first time but terrible the second time? or vise versa?what made the second time different? The light He called day,and the darkness He called Night. And there was evening and there was morning. This…