30DC. Day 22.

It's been more than a week since the last time I saw him. It's been almost 4 days since the last time I talk to him. Yesterday he called and I had the courage to take the decision by my own to turn my radio off. It hurt. But I was firm, which is new to me when it comes to him. I wonder how he is, but it no longer worries me because I trust God he will listen to my prayers. I have to learn to trust. I hope he is fine. I really do. I know he is probably very sad, but I want to believe that he is doing good, in the sense that he is going to school daily, he doesn't spend all of his time in his bed. I really hope he is doing good.