Sometimes I feel fragile.
t amazes me that we can all live with ourselves 24 hours a day and still feel perplexed at our own decision making skills. I live in the Land of Self Amazement. It is a territory riddled with the mentally ill, self obsessed, and no-to-low self esteemed humans. I am the Queen of this land and rule from a prone position while napping as an escape. OK...enough play-like. Now days they say "let's pretend" but we always said "let's play like."
2017 was the year of specialists appointments, antibiotics, dental appointments, some arguments, and a little weight gain. Ahhh good times.
I'm not good at New Year's resolutions, but I do love a clean calendar and notebook. I like running my hands over a fresh clean page, smelling the paper, notebooks in all shades of yellow and purple. I have never once bought an orange notebook......
My heart is mushy these days. Too many worries and fears, surrendered and then grabbed back and clutched with iron fingers. It seems my adult children cannot even get a paper cut without me falling to the floor with chest pains and rocketing blood pressure. Two days in urgent care this week and I somehow survived it. I think God is going to do a lot of work on me in 2018. I hope he gives me anesthesia or at least some pain killers along the way. I just feel fragile.
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