Lately I've felt like I need a change. I don't really want to move to Boston. Or even leave my home. I just want to run away from myself.
Gotta love Augustana... this song is chocolate cake for my ears. Yum!
Friday, January 22, 2010
Sunday, January 17, 2010
When skies are gray.
Lately I've been in quite the funk. I think many people get that way when the weather turns cold and the sky is dark and gray. Mostly I just sleep. A lot. And wake up when it's time to get ready for work.
The past few days have been exceptionally difficult for me, I've been neglectful to my body and the rest it desperately needs. My depression is always worse when I'm tired. Even the soft sounds of my husband sleeping peacefully do little to soothe my loneliness. I often find myself thinking thoughts I am too ashamed to put into words and eventually, out of sheer exhaustion cry myself to sleep.
Today I felt a crash coming. Hard. And after being awake for way too many hours I did crash, waking up only a few minutes before Heavenly got home from work.
I opened the door feeling ashamed that I'd wasted an entire day in bed, again. And there, to my surprise, was my sweet husband with a bouquet of sunshine yellow tulips.
Heavenly Father sent me this wonderful man to bring sunshine into my world when skies are gray. And for that I will be eternally grateful.
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The past few days have been exceptionally difficult for me, I've been neglectful to my body and the rest it desperately needs. My depression is always worse when I'm tired. Even the soft sounds of my husband sleeping peacefully do little to soothe my loneliness. I often find myself thinking thoughts I am too ashamed to put into words and eventually, out of sheer exhaustion cry myself to sleep.
Today I felt a crash coming. Hard. And after being awake for way too many hours I did crash, waking up only a few minutes before Heavenly got home from work.
I opened the door feeling ashamed that I'd wasted an entire day in bed, again. And there, to my surprise, was my sweet husband with a bouquet of sunshine yellow tulips.
Heavenly Father sent me this wonderful man to bring sunshine into my world when skies are gray. And for that I will be eternally grateful.
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Tuesday, January 12, 2010
If God were on Facebook
If God were on Facebook...
He'd request to be a friend to everyone and we'd simply have to choose to accept Him.
If I ever had a problem, I could post it on His wall, or send it to Him as a message if I didn't want anyone else to know. And He'd answer me the next time He logged on. I'd get an email to notifye that my question was answered, my prayer was heard.
If God were on Facebook, I think He'd be logged on all of the time. So really anytime we needed Him, we'd just pick him out of our list of buddies and send Him an instant message.
So maybe He isn't on Facebook, and maybe He isn't online, but He's always ready to chat with us. We just have to take the time.
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He'd request to be a friend to everyone and we'd simply have to choose to accept Him.
If I ever had a problem, I could post it on His wall, or send it to Him as a message if I didn't want anyone else to know. And He'd answer me the next time He logged on. I'd get an email to notifye that my question was answered, my prayer was heard.
If God were on Facebook, I think He'd be logged on all of the time. So really anytime we needed Him, we'd just pick him out of our list of buddies and send Him an instant message.
So maybe He isn't on Facebook, and maybe He isn't online, but He's always ready to chat with us. We just have to take the time.
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Friday, January 8, 2010
Speechless
I understand it's hard to believe that I could ever be speechless, but I am. Or I should be. After 3 weeks of a sore throat I broke down and went to the doctor. I actually hoped for one of those "call the doctor and your sickness miraculously disappears" didn't happen. Instead I got some antibiotics and almost instantly got worse. My sore throat has been lingering because of a sinus infection and my symptoms worsened instead of improving with medication.
So, I'm at work with laryngitis. Do you have any idea how difficult it is to talk on the phone and the radio when your voice is barely above a whisper? And why is it that people think it's funny to whisper back at you?
So, I'm at work with laryngitis. Do you have any idea how difficult it is to talk on the phone and the radio when your voice is barely above a whisper? And why is it that people think it's funny to whisper back at you?
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