Two sides. Ther's alwasy two sides. We all have that other side we don't often allow others to see. The side with dark circles under our eyes, the side with too many freckles from the sun, the side where light is absent. I could feel that side of me growing lately. I knew it would manifest in anxiety and fear. I knew, soon, I would not be able to wake up and get out of bedd and face the day. It always happens when Dustin's gone, and a day I know it's ok to lay in bed. Today was that day. Sunday. There was an inner battle to get up and be where I know "I should" be. But, somedays you just can't. I'm grateful I've been able to recognize and handle these days with gentleness. I'm gratefull my kids understand. Britten chose to lay with me most of the morning. Telling me how sorry he was that I din't feel well. We all have those moments, days, I believe. And it's ok. be kind to yourself. Tomorrow,I'll be where the whole light shines, but today, I needed to care of the side with no light.
Counting My Blessings- Faith
“Faith is not so much something we believe, Faith is something we live.” - Joseph B Wirthlin π±πΏπ³ I’m not quiet about my Faith. It is truly a part of who I am. It always has been. It has been something I have continually worked on all my life. When I was young and lived Missouri, I was the only member of my Faith. My family was the only members of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints in the whole school. There were a couple of friends who were members of the RLDS (now known as The Community of Christ). I felt a connection with them because at least our religions stemmed from the same founding. Yet, it still was different. I knew this after having conversations with them. And, even though I was the only member of my Faith, I still had great friends who practiced other religions, or none at all. I remember having sleepovers at friends’ homes on Saturday nights, and then waking up on Sunday and going to church with them. I’m so grateful my parents were so open and willi...

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