Not a vent

It seems I have forgotten the power of prayer, I really felt alone here in the big city, friends that live minutes away to busy and wrapped up in their own lives, family to busy or moved away to far.. nobody ever calls anymore unless it is with a problem of their own.. of course there has been a couple people who are there and do call and I feel their care and love through the phone and emails but they live far away...
then just when I am sinking into the low lonely feelings the phone rings.. a long lost bestest friend called out of the blue just when I needed her ear.. she lives 10 hours away but just hearing her voice made it all ok again... then another friend emailed that I have lost touch with.. she is a strong believer in God and brings comfort with her.... then someone I don't even really know that well has reached out her hand to help with little simple things like shopping and that takes a big worry off my mind when I have a child in the home that likes to eat like a teenage boy even though she is a 11 yr old girl!.. yes God is there and he just let me know he always was and will always be...
I may not want to travel this road again but I know every curve and will do it and I will do it scared and with a hurt heart and the fear of losing Frank this time around and as before I will do it God by my side and I will thank him for another day with Frank and pray for another one.