"Trust in the Lord with ALL your heart, lean NOT unto your OWN understanding...in ALL your ways acknowledge HIM and HE will direct your path!!!" Proverbs 3:5,6
PART of "MY" story...
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Part of "MY" life story shows up today on Sheila Gregoire's site. For those of you who have daughters...please click on the link...
Thank you for sharing this painful part of your story. I went back and re-read the whole blog. I KNOW I posted a comment before, but it must have disappeared into cyberspace (or I forgot to publish...hmmm...it's happened before...). Anyway, way to go for having the courage to openly talk about the horrible stuff you endured. I never thought about it being dangerous to babysit. That's a whole new thought.
I hope telling your story is therapeutic for you. Writing it down is such an awesome way to process the tough stuff.
So I'm re-opening my Bloggy Tour of Homes for Danielle @ Transforming Home 's Blog Home Party. These photos are from 2004, 2005, 2006 and most of the home is still the same although a bit more cluttered these days. :( My daughter's room has changed so I'll see if I can locate a picture of that for here. As you can see I'm a big fan of color and Uppercase Living!!! :)(Scroll over the slide pictures to see room info)
It's funny how I don't wake up with a list to "do" these things...they just happen out of the ordinary. Laura over at Org Junkie is hosting 52 weeks of organizing. When she started with the first week I said no way...I can't possibly participate in that this year...well - the people that linked up on week #3 got me enticed to 'organize' and organize I did. When my mom died I got a few of her gadgets...and I have my own gadgets already so I really was running out of "room" for all these gadgets. (the Waffle Maker, George Foreman, Crock Pot, Bread Maker, Toaster, Food Saver, and Blender...yikes - that's alot of gadgets...I have more but they are stored away:) The goal was to get all of these gadgets except the crock pot and toaster stored away. While I didn't get pics of these out and about on my counter...they all now have their own home and my counter is BEAUTIFUL. First, I started with the pantry, in hopes of getting some of the can
I woke up this morning believing that the Lord wanted me to call an aunt of mine and apologize to her for being judgmental toward her...my flesh didn't "WANT" to do that but nevertheless, I did it. It was tough and the conversation wasn't as I had hoped but she "DID" grant me forgiveness. (Thank you Lord!) Heather and I decided to run over and see my uncle who is in the hospital...we got ALL the way over to St. Louis University Hospital and drove through the entire parking garage for 10minutes trying to locate a parking spot. We finally got parked and walked all the way from one of the furthest spots in the garage to the elevators and then across the cross walk to the hospital. Lo-n-behold the receptionist about came unglued when we didn't stop at her desk because apparently, kids are NOT allowed in St. Louis University Hospital...you have to be at least 18 years old...ugh! She told me I was welcome to leave my 10 year old in the lobby (yeah right!) wh
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Thank you for sharing this painful part of your story. I went back and re-read the whole blog. I KNOW I posted a comment before, but it must have disappeared into cyberspace (or I forgot to publish...hmmm...it's happened before...). Anyway, way to go for having the courage to openly talk about the horrible stuff you endured. I never thought about it being dangerous to babysit. That's a whole new thought.
I hope telling your story is therapeutic for you. Writing it down is such an awesome way to process the tough stuff.
Love you,
Julie