Tag: Fear
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Joy and Sorrow. Sorrow and Joy.
I was tossing and turning, staring at the clock wondering how much sleep I’d get if I fell asleep NOW. Or NOW. Okay, NOW. It was one of those nights… It was a Sunday evening and Adam and I just had the whole week off for a little “staycation.” We had a great week of…
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Whether you win or lose, you wine.
Almost an hour had passed and I managed three bites of food out of my son. I tried everything. Toys. Distractions. Puffs. Oh the puffs! Nothing was getting him to eat what I had prepared for him. He was fussy. I was fussy. The day needed to end. It was 7:30 in the morning. My…
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It is well.
When you awoke this morning, eyes blurred and arms stretched out, was your first thought for the day, “it is well?” Sadly I’d say for many of us, it indeed was not. It is not well. I am not okay. This is not the way life was supposed to be. For many it’s just another…
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Put the fancy dress away.
I’m sitting here in my pajamas, with sweatpants on with holes in the bottom. My shirt is way too big. My hair looks like I may have been electrocuted in the middle of the night. My breath stinks because I haven’t brushed my teeth yet. This is me. On a Saturday morning. In all my glory. I…
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Walking in the Wilderness
It’s a lesson everyone agrees with, but one no one wants to go through. To be in the wilderness. To go through the desert. To walk through the valley of the shadow of death. How we get to that place varies in all of us, whether it’s tragedy, a bad diagnosis, divorce, depression, anxiety, etc.…
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My pursuit of unhappiness.
It is now June. I haven’t posted on my blog since February. I guess I could come up with millions of excuses, but there’s really only one reason. My blog is titled Faithful Thoughts. But my thoughts have been hardly faithful over the last few months as I struggle with doubt, trust, faith, and even belief in…
real space. 