I’m going through a season of ugly. You know, that place where you are not where you use to be, but miles away from where you want to be? That middle ground, the hard stuff – that in between time. Are you familiar with the feeling of frustration because the dots are not connecting? It seems like all odds are against you, and your prayers are bouncing off the roof; has hell has broken loose? That very messy place, where there are more questions than answers?