The day I should died

My son just turned 37 yesterday. When he was 18 one day after his birthday I slit my wrist and tried to take my life. I was going to do it for over a month. I could not do it on his birthday and have him find me. So I waited a day and went in the back yard had a bran new razor blade used for a sheetrock knife. There was blood every where . I could not watch so I took a forty pound weight and hit myself in the head nothing happened so I did again and my son heard me. It was Saturday and everyone was home so that saved my life. The hospital told me that I lost more blood than in my body!! I remember the doctor saying I was not going to make it. Then 72 hours later my ex wife checked me out and brought me to a job and told me to go back to work and took me to a job. My arm was in a sling and 20 stiches in my wrist. What a evil person. If had a 2700 hundred square foot 5 bedroom three bath and three garage house, My own showroom and general contractor business. I had a corvette and I 1957 Chevy step side show truck. I had two Cadillacs and 4 trucks at the time. I had two sons and a step son. I would of died. If it wasn’t for Jesus and it has been a hard road yet I overcame it because I am still here. We go thru things like Jesus so we can help Gods other children make it thru their trials and like he did learn the infirmities other are going thru not just us. To have everything you think and he lets us have it. Then we realize it isn’t what we need to make Heaven our home. Thanks Jesus thanks father and thanks for the Holy Ghost which I had already had for years. Don’t allow person places or things turn you away from God. There is no peace in the grave.