home. i have decided to give my eyes one more week…blurry right eye. allergies. ALways allergies. perhaps not. but…perhaps. i’m gonna fill the next week with good, thoughtful stuff. i hate being a walking wounded. doesn’t please God. doesn’t please me, either.
missing my son. he’s still in nyc. having a blast and that makes me happy. girls miss cat. soon enough. i miss my heart feeling whole. soon enough, too. i know i couldn’t appreciate the sunny, cool, flower-filled mountain tops without the deep, dark, cracks in the earth…go away lump in my throat. i’ll deal with that later.
i must say…i do like being this real. feels good. i grew up with secrets. that stunk. that, my friend, is the devil’s playground.
saw a great sign today – “Try Jesus. If you don’t like Him, the devil will take you back.” 🙂 Ain’t that the truth?
Took sweet step-son on a quick bike-ride this evening as soon as we got back. I love that boy. He never gives up.
laundry is calling…