It’s true. I had it backwards for most of my life. I thought the busier I was, meant the more life I was living. Then I looked back and realized I missed so much of it along the way. Advertisements
Even though I feel like I have been kicked in the gut every day this summer, I am a better person now than I was when I started. Even though I now have regular anxiety attacks, I have stronger faith than ever before. Even though I am one bad cup of coffee away from my insanity finally leaving me and I run down the street naked screaming the lyrics to NSYNC’s “Bye, bye, bye”, in ways I feel stronger than I ever have. Continue reading
One my best friend’s husband said this in church the other day. I wish I could feel this way. I am praying for this every day. Life’s daily fears will have nothing on me then.
I get stuck. Stuck in worrying about what’s going to happen the day after tomorrow. Stuck in what if the test result doesn’t come out the way we want it. Stuck on that I miss my other child. In those moments, it comes down to me being stuck because I am lacking hope. Continue reading