Having a life, then having a different life for 7 months, then trying to fit back into my past has not exactly been "working out". Lost, I guess would be a good word for it. Trying to keep busy during the day with my job helps but, it always hits me when I am in my bed by 8 o'clock staring at the ceiling, then closing my eyes hoping that sleep will take me quickly. I was so sure of my purpose these past 7 months but now...I am not really sure what my purpose is. I have written about 10 other posts but have not posted them because they are not filled with pictures, they are filled with complaints about my life and I don't want to be that person. The truth is hard enough to admit to myself let alone anyone who reads my blog. So I guess you could call this post boring because all I am asking for are some prayers. Prayers that the days will get easier and that God will give me just an ounce of peace through my storm.
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Lord be small enough to hear me...
