Well, I was all set to be obnoxious and say I love my husband. But I will spare you the ick🤣. Tried to go to bed at a reasonable hour and started choking on mucus so not sleeping. My husband needs to sleep now more than I do so hopefully after something hot to drink I can try again. I had a lot of sinus pressure the last few days so unfortunately everything probably started going into my throat. Honestly, I am trying not be affected by my circumstances. Meaning this time of the year I could be really depressed. I am trying to focus on all the blessings I have, but in the quiet sometimes it’s a struggle. I get to feeling lonely and then I get around people and feel overwhelmed. Then I ask myself, what’s wrong with me? Truly I enjoy my time with friends, but it winds me up so much that I have to calm way down. I remember sleepovers when I was a kid. We’d stay up as long as we possibly could. Eating Doritos in the middle of the night is not for those with weak stomachs. Then we’d go home and sleep all day. So grown up me sometimes needs time to recover from all that social activity. I like sitting in a quiet room and reading a book. My most favorite happy place would be somewhere outside. A brook, the woods, mountains, anything beautiful. It’s never completely quiet in the city. I used to like that. Now I wouldn’t mind a little less noise. But seriously 😐! I just wanted to write something. I am thankful God gives me what I need rather than what I want. He definitely knows me better than I know myself. A friend has been struggling with eternal security. I can certainly understand the fear of judgment. God is so powerful that He could snuff us all out in a moment. Yet why would He sacrifice His own Son if Jesus blood wasn’t enough to save us? If we have to work to earn our seat in Heaven than Jesus died for nothing. I like Roman’s 5:8,” But God commendeth (showed) His love toward us in that while we were yet sinners, Christ died for us.” Too tired. Goodnight 😴
As a kid I watched my parents fight about different things. I don't really have any other parents to compare them to so I can't really say whether they were normal fights couples have or not. I couldn't even say what most of them were about except the ones that were about me. We only ate as a family on holidays. My father came home late so we kids ate without him. I do remember spending time with him in the evening before I went to bed so it couldn't have been that late. My own husband gets home a little later because of his job commute so we eat late every night. But home schooling has given us the ability to be more flexible than my Mom was able to be. We had school early the next day. As I got older, I remember my Father being home less and less and the fights seemed to intensify. I remember one night when I was thirteen. I could hear them yelling through the wall. My mom found me crying and I told her I didn't want them to get a divorce. She told me...
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