Hey, it’s the first day of April 2019. I’ve been looking at my life after Mama’s death last December and I realized my heart is still hopeful and alive and this is pure grace. After she passed away my life had a hundred eighty (180) degree change. I miss her every single day. I miss to be with someone who really knows me. And honestly, it tears me apart. I am so used of growing and living this life without a father but without a mother? Never. I don’t know if people understand how the situation is so difficult for me but maybe because they used to see me strong without complaints. But the truth is, I’m in the hardest phase of life but then again, I see grace. I a m a person now busy with my secular job and the Lord’s ministry. I only have Thursday as time for myself after work wherein I give time to laundry and fix my clothes, have dinner outside with self, and have an early time for bed. My body gets tired but these schedules made me survived each day without Mama and this is g...