this was written awhile back… listen…. do you hear that? it is so loud. i can’t block it out. i can’t wish it away ~believe me i’ve tried i’ve tried praying for it to stop. it sometimes seems never ending the only time i don’t hear it is when i’m sleeping ~unless of course I’m being haunted by it through the pictures in my dreams i’m referring to the constant dialogue going on in my head lately it has been so loud and i just can’t seem to turn it…
I’m not sure I can even put my thoughts down in words, but I’m going to try. Yesterday afternoon Drew asked me to get on Facebook since I was at work and he was at home because he had something to talk to to me about. So I did and he proceeded to tell me in chat that one of his youth leaders at church had done something very bad. This youth leader, who I’ll call *Tom worked at a youth camp in another state last summer. Since then he’s come back here as this is his hometown, where he…
The title is written with such sadness, but at the same time I feel a comforting warmth over me… My Grandmother has been in and out of the hospital for a couple months now. Every time I talk to her lately she makes it sound like she knows the end is near. You know you hear of people who say there’s not much time left, but I’ve never really stopped to think about that person. I think about Grandmother and picture her sitting in a hospital room. I found myself trying to put myself in her shoes. How would it…
Thanks for all the prayers. Keep them coming please. Things are still not good with me and won’t be until there’s a resolution. If you’d like to read about what’s going on, all those entries will be password protected. I have to be careful who reads it, so if you’d like the password just let me know and I’ll share. I’m just being cautious. On a happier note, we’re picking up the U-Haul tomorrow and are going to fill it with the first load. We’ll go over Saturday morning for the walk through and then, hopefully we’ll have the truck…