I left a voicemail on the House of Promise machine that Saturday afternoon--fully expecting to have to call back Monday morning. From Saturday to Monday I was burdened by a stress migraine that I did not realize was just settling in for the long haul. On Monday morning I called, again, got the recording, but did not leave another message. I was not "sure" we were pressing in the right direction, and decided to just cool it.
Just a girl. wife. mom. sister. clergy fashionista. I'm Learning. Living. Becoming. Transforming. Growing. Loving. Letting go. Journeying on. Returning to God one vulnerable breath at a time. A puzzle of seven with one piece forever missing And, yet, somehow I live! That's the story...Well that and other randomness, life stuff, clergy musings, whatever else comes to mind.
Tuesday, April 23, 2013
Generation Beautiful Dirty Rich
Labels:
addiction,
Barbie world,
beautiful dirty rich,
choice,
choices,
codependence,
fake,
grandparents raising kids,
young adult
Location:
Biloxi, MS
Friday, April 19, 2013
Someone was Going to Die
On April 5th, 2013, a series of timeline pictures came across my FB news feed, and I knew in that instant someone was going to die. I could smell death. Feel death. Almost see death crouching in the corner.
Labels:
addiction,
choices,
family,
indecision,
pushing limits,
resurrection,
reunited,
seeking counsel,
spiritual warfare,
transformation
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