I wonder why when I am knee deep in busy and exhausted, I am having the best time of
my life.The slow pace of life that I’ve found myself in these days is horribly unsatisfying and,
scary. The quiet surrounds me like a grave and my busy brain reaches to places it has never
traveled; and doesn’t need to now. Filling my time is stressful. I no longer feel I have a place
in this world; i no longer fit. My puzzle, which has been vibrant, and perfect for many
years, has lost essential pieces that make my world complete.
I am a survivor, of many things, but I do not feel strong right now. i know it will return,
because The Lord(God) is my refuge and strength, an ever-present help in times of trouble.
With God, nothing is impossible. I feel confidently that this is just one more thing to survive.
Being am avid watcher of college football, i hear and. Despise the word adversity a lot.
To quote my son at seven years old, “Geesch, they think that is diversity? Diversity is. When
you are stuck under a rock and have to chew our own eg off to get free.” I feel in touch
recently with his definition of adversity.
Normally, i don’t allow a pity party for myself , but today i was n pain and succumbed
to it . Don’t judge me too harshly for it.
Pity Party for Tara:
Table of one.
Done
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