Well I think Friday's are going to be rough around here. We (the kids and I) get spoiled staying home the three days in the middle of the week. It was pouring down rain this morning so that made it that much harder to get out of bed. I got up and got ready and was eating breakfast and the power went out. Poor Jeremy was still in the shower. The power was still not when we left, thirty minutes after it went off. I lit a few candles so I could finish putting on my make up and so we could make our lunches. I finally got everyone in the car and buckled up an headed down the road and I could not remember if I blew both of the candles out. I turned around and went back home to check. I had blown them both out but I am glad I double checked. Sam and Emma had a good day at Gran and Papa's house. Emma though had a blow out in her diaper and today happened to be the day I forgot to put the extra pair of clothes in her bag. Oh, well. We got home a few minutes ago and we are waiting for Jeremy to get home. We are going out to eat and then Jeremy and I are going to get new tennis shoes. Well I think he just pulled in the drive so I better go.
Monday, February 3, 2025
Oh, hey. Just dropping in to unload the million thoughts going on in my head. I know it's been awhile and once again I am writing this from my phone, so please excuse any mistakes. I am wearing my reading glasses since the last time I posted so maybe writing from my phone won't be as bad as it usually is. I'm a little bit of a mess these days and I am entering the time of the year that is the hardest on me emotionally, mentally, and spiritually. These next few months are filled with dates that broke me. There are dates the next few months that take me back to the darkest days I have experienced. I enter this fight with the demons that seemed to have attached themselves to me 22 years ago. Praise Jesus, He gave me victory from those demons, but this time of year they like to rear their ugly heads and I struggle. Cancer gave me so many wonderful people and experiences that would not be part of who I am now. But cancer and the trauma that followed ...
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