Black Saturday

Saturday was a very bad day for us. I feel like the devil was working harder than us than he had in three months.

I was feeling very unprotected and vulnerable. I was upset that my husband hadn't found a way to eliminate her completely from our lives (we had requested a letter saying she would but didn't push the issue before giving her money). I felt that she could still come after us because we didn't have anything in writing.

When I voiced these concerns to my husband, he said that the only way to eliminate her was to kill her. I don't think that he was seriously considering that, but it scared me. I felt all of the sudden that this was much too hard. Why were we putting ourselves through this? For a moment not only did I not feel hope that we could heal, but I doubted that I even wanted to try.

My husband was so grief stricken when he saw how he scared me. He was so remorseful, repentant...... I was ashamed for wanting to give up.

We both feel remorse and regret over this Saturday. We can't feel we're too strong to withstand all attacks. We are still very vulnerable.

Sts. Rita and Therese, grant us peace.