By
Dana Rausch
/ August 27, 2014
Asking for help, prayer or support does not come easy for me. I think I should be strong, prepared and a pillar of faith. But I am not…..This summer began as usual anticipating fun days, time off, short trips, relaxation and no worries. It was like a much anticipated beach day; cooler weather, sand between my toes, the sound of surf, a good book and an order of nachos. 
Instead it is ending up traumatic. I FEEL like while wading in the refreshing water, I’ve been hit by a wave and knocked down in the wild surf. Bumped, slammed and pounded around I can’t find my way out. I don’t know where up is. And I’m running out of air…
I am sad, fearful, and angry. I cry, feel alone and hopeless. And the worse part? I feel guilty for feeling any of those things.
Although I know that none of that is true, when I am in the midst of turmoil, heartache and instability it’s difficult to see clearly. I need your help.
So, my friends I am asking…..Could you please pray?
· For me.
· For me and Don.
· For our kids and grandkids.
· For our company.
Thank you in advance.
