My husband, my rock.

Last night my husband and I went to town to pick up a few items. While he was looking at dog treats I wondered off to the baby section. I looked at fire truck onesies, and little socks. My heart sank the more I looked around me, my breathing grew heavy and I was overwhelmed into tears. I told myself to be strong but I fell into the floor, right there in the middle of the diaper isle. I sat there with my head leaned back agisnt the shelf, I just wept and asked God why.