I still have no job.
My check engine light won’t turn off, even though I just paid to get my car fixed.
My bank accounts dwindling.
Getting married and moving out of this state seems like it’s going to impossible.
And worst of all, it’s father’s day. The second one since my third father abandoned me. A reminder of how I was never special enough to be daddy’s little girl. No matter how hard I tried.
I’m just happy that I’ve always had God. He’s the best father a girl could ask for.