This is going to sound strange, but I think loosing my car, my job hours, and being forced back into housewifery was to prepare me. Because I have been home most days for the last several weeks, I have been cleaning the house, finishing unfinished projects, and stocking the staples. I can’t say we have EVERYTHING we need, but we are doing okay. I was trying to find the purpose in the isolation already. Now I do believe it IS GOD. He knows me. He knows I hate change. He knows that being home all the time is hard for me. I choose to see the last several months as my adjustment period. God is good. I know all this crisis is not about me. Each of us will have to adjust in our own way. I am just so thankful God knew I needed extra time to prepare. Stay safe everyone.
I am starting my own blog to reduce my boredom and give me a place to put my thoughts. Recently some people I know put some very difficult words out for all the world to see. I have been chicken to do the same and now I want to set the record straight. I didn't talk to people from high school for over ten years. It seems so silly now. I found out recently that I'm not the only one who grew up in college and beyond. We aren't kids anymore so the past is just that the past. I'll admit some of it I don't want to remember, but we did have some fun times in high school. The truth is something happened to me that I was not at all ready to talk about so I just avoided people. I got married in 1998 to a really great guy I met in college. We were giddy and in love. We decided after nine months of bliss to have a baby. Why not? I was bored and we wanted one. That sounds terrible to say that, but it is true. Boom one month later I was expecting. Three months later Jo
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