We had a good weekend. We wen to Gran and Papa's house after lunch yesterday and then we came home and took a nap. The kids were pretty crabby yesterday afternoon but that is nothing new for Sunday evenings. Sundays are hard on the girls especially because their nap time is all messed up. We also had a good day today. I got so much accomplished. We made a run to the bank and made a Good Will donation this morning. I had a bout 10 bags of clothes and toys that I have been meaning to take for a few months now. After I got the bags out of the garage I actually cleaned the garage up. Our garage gets so messy. It is easy to just open the door and through stuff out there when we do not know what else do to with it. After I got the garage cleaned I opened the garage door and the kids played in the garage and in the rocks. They had so much fun. I got my laundry done and the bathrooms cleaned up. My friend came after school and we walked and then I went to Curves. Well I better go. Jeremy needs to use the computer. He is swamped at school with grading, report cards, and testing. Please say a prayer for him, he is kinda stressed.
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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