Life has dumped out and poured all over me lately. The brazen move to go to part time has caused a great sense of freedom and at times insecurity. None more than this week. I have to move out of my house. ASAP. No firm plans for a house, but I trust God will provide. I have spent a significant portion of the day crying. The culmination of grieving the holidays with ailing grandparents and a complete change in my life was just too much. I finally broke. But a significant support system and time on my knees helps. Geez, I am blessed.
Coincidentally, the other day, before my eviction notice, I had a run where my emotions broke. I completely fell down when I stepped off a curb. It caught me by surprise and made me suddenly start wallowing. Life had just seemed hard enough. Something inside me said "I made you a fighter, not a whiner." The ruminations stopped and I started focusing on what I could change.
This week hasn't been all bad. So here it is:
932. Baby showers. Particularly the impromptu one I attended tonight. In less than twelve hours, my friends receive notice of a baby being born and adopted it. The waiting, the stress, the timing. It all came together in one crazy week. I am so happy for them.
933. That I got my homework assignments done on time for my online class.
934. Working with a lots of great, cooperative people who are willing to teach and train me.
935. Wi Fi. What's Dial Up?
936. Having dinner with friends who let me love on their kid and attempt to help me with the computer.
937. Having awesome parents. 'Nough said.
938. Inadvertently heaping coals on someone's head.
939. Knowing my place in a rocky transition.
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