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over 3 years ago

Caring for my diabetic husband can get tricky at times. But when his aging dog can't get up fast enough to make it to the back door it seems like I have two jobs that are physically and mentally taxing. Sometimes I just want to be angry. But to who? Not my husband. Not to the dog. I have to remind myself that I am God's servant. How ever he wants me to serve is not something to be angry about. I am thankful that he has chosen me. No one else would do.

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