I've been journaling lately (like writing with a pen in a notebook) and it's so cathartic. I haven't written like that in forever. I'd long since traded in my pen and pad for the click-click-click of my keyboard.
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I'm on overload preparing for my trip. I leave in 12 days. I can hardly stand myself!!
Because of my own safety (and the safety of others), I haven't and won't blog as openly as I might about my trip. BUT (and that's a big But), I'm on a high of sorts getting ready. Never in a million years, never in one dream, did I ever envision visiting the country I'm headed to. Wow doesn't do it justice.
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I've found myself riddled with insecurity these last few weeks. While it makes me sad and frustrated, I know that sometimes we have seasons where we have to struggle so that, when we come out on the other side, we have something to be grateful for.
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My life has changed so much -- almost unrecognizably for me -- since December. Free time is such a luxury, whereas this time last summer? WIDE OPEN. Ha.
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In my journal as of late, I've been writing "letters" as they were to my kids. Then I got tickled thinking that my daughter might read my words, unless... what if I have a boy? My poor future unborn children. They're going to think they're Mama is kinda nuts.
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It's funny to me how, in ever season of my life, God is the same and different. :)
xoxo,
Me.
2 comments:
You're on all kinds of journeys right now. I wish you the best in all of them.
Hugs & love,
Mimi
Bon voyage lady! Wish I was off on an exciting adventure :)
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