The last few days have felt like piles and piles of rocks. Things felt heavy and my physical body responded in kind. Achy and weighted with physical and emotional struggles it hasn’t been super fun. I felt so disconnected from everyone it’s hard to explain. I think it was my valley after a mountain top. I don’t handle the swing down too gracefully. A lot of people hurting right now and I am definitely helpless to do anything. But the family thing always gets me. We lift out. Anyway, I did my devotions in effect to leave the rabbit hole. “I know whom, I have believed, and He is able to keep that which I,ve committed unto Him against that day.” From an old hymn. Probably Scripture in there somewhere(:.(II Timothy1.) Sometimes I just feel bad. That’s part of life. Tomorrow might be better. We don’t have to be happy all the time.
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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