post post post

OK, so the 'this weekend' post didn't quite happen.
Oh well...

And frankly, as I sit here, my mind is drawing a blank.

You know what? I got nothing. I need everything. Aren't we so like little children most of the time in our lives? I need, I want, gimme. I ask so much of God especially, and He has yet to let me down. No, it hardly ever looks the way I expect it to, but it's always perfect. Capital 'P' Perfect.

So now I come to you. I'm inundated. I'm in over my head and I really don't know how to get out. So I'm asking for your help.

It's too much and too personal to divulge all the logistics.

Here's the basics:

• sickness
• homelessness
• exhaustion
• responsibility

I need your help friends. I need you. I miss you. I love you so much. I think of you often. And I intercede for you, especially in these feelings of overwhelmation, (love you melmel) as it's in those times I can do nothing short of love and support others.

I realize that doesn't make logical sense, but most things of God don't make sense to us, don't you think?

blessings
pooped blessings
but blessings nonetheless!

k

ps. I'm ok. I'm living and laughing one day at a time. ;)

this weekend

There's a post coming this weekend...
Lots going on.. in life and in my seemingly-overworked-mind.

Talk soon
kristen

family

Family is a tricky thing, isn't it?

How do I be me and keep the path smooth so as to be able to walk on it for years to come?

How do we communicate with the people we love, in all honesty, and move forward without pain? grudge? hurt?

I'm incredibly blessed with a family who listens, but not everyone is. Communication is tricky. With family, it's even trickier.

Speak with love and truth. That's the best I've come up with so far. And you know, it always seems to work in the end.

be blessed

the pictures scroll...

As I write out my case notes for work - after every meeting/conversation I have with a client, I have to document the whole thing by hand - my computer begins to scroll through my slideshow and I lose myself in the memories. Tears even come to my eyes upon certain faces and moments. What a gift, this life.

If ever I find myself complaining, I must go back to my slideshow and remember the multitude of blessings that make up this incredible journey I've been on so far.

LOOK HERE

Click on that and you'll see a piece of what I mean.

What's on your slideshow?