It hangs over my head-the suffocating blanket of lack of control-and I do what I can-what I hope will ease it. Yet it's a daily struggle, every time I step onto the broken floor, see dishes in the hall bathroom *rare, but it happens* or the boxes slowly getting added to in the living room, and I cannot wait for it to be over. Yet, I'm reminded that this is such a first world problem, and I look for peace. I don't have to go far to be reminded of blessings in front of me-but yet I look for peace. It comes in waves, and I look to cling to them.
My reading material to get me through: No More Perfect Moms and Unglued. Both authors, respectively, Jill Savage and Lysa TerKeurst, I find relatable, honest, and real. I need that. My sanity needs that.
Wednesday, June 12, 2013
The kids are signed up for 3 different Vacation Bible Schools-their choice, I just told them about them and asked for their input. We tend to our puppies-yes, puppies They are now 11 week old Australian Heeler/Border Collie mix, although our female looks more german shepard *all the nine puppies from this litter looked different from one another. Best decision we've made regarding pets now that we can handle all that comes with owning pets.