Traveling to NW Arkansas for a memorial service, and it has been thirteen years since Carmen was here.
This was a wonderful moment in our travels yesterday. Twelve hours in a car, to attend a service for essentially my little brother has been difficult to say the least.
He would be turning 50 the 24th of this month. Far to young to be gone. Tony was fun, engaging, strong minded, mean, and loving. I will miss him something fierce.
We were out of touch for about fifteen years, but have been talking every couple of weeks recently.
Life is short. I am grateful I knew him and that he was a part of my life.
See you on the other side cowboy. I love you.
Thoughts for this Thursday…
Continuing the thoughts from yesterday, and journeys.
This is so me! What are you particular about when it comes to laundry? I will say nowadays, I really don’t care how the laundry is folded so long as someone else puts it away.
This was the weekly encouragement from my Passion Planner last week. It is hard to let go of stuff that affects you personally. How do you forgive someone that hurt you when they don’t know what they have done? When they think it is ‘your’ problem?
Letting go is easy to say, but I have a hard time not taking it back. Struggling with forgiving myself as much as I need to with others.
What do you do in your daily walk to keep a balance?
Yep. Trying to change my thoughts. What do you dwell upon?
I have some friends that are going through times of uncertainty. I say that it will get better as it did for me but they are still unsure.
God takes us through something, I believe, to help those that go through it later. He brings you into their lives to show that His grace is enough.
Circumstances might be different, but the pain and healing are the same.
Looking back on my life, I never thought that I would be one to encourage others.
I am feeling blessed with my past (as difficult as it has been), because of who He has placed in my path. It is my choice if I assist, encourage or help. He places those that might need me to help…I feel anyway.
No excuses but really…lupus and its symptoms hurt more than my body. There is so much that I want to do but physically sometimes just can’t.
I get into this terrible cycle of not calling because I don’t want to bother people…and then think it was just last week that I spoke with them. Terrible because months will go by that I haven’t spoken with them.
What do you feel guilt over? What do you do to overcome it?
I need to remember that those that love me understand. Some days are better than others in this belief.
My thoughts for today…maybe even a reminder for everyday.