I got up and took the children to church. I am so thankful for this, because all that was spoken at church was LOVE. I wept. I felt, I feel unworthy. Truly down and dirty un-worth-y. It is not a pretty place to be at all. I would rather be elsewhere.
After a long talk with my sister which, by the way, was interrupted twice by the children disconnecting the phone, I feel better. I told Jer all about my mini-break down when he returned home. He is being gentle, kind and loving.
It is not easy being green. And I will soldier on, one step at a time. One minute at a time. One second at a time.
Yesterday, not feeling good, but not as bad as today, I pulled out a silver tray that we had received as a wedding (engagement?) gift and put all of my stubby pillar candles on it. It makes me happy. I like the random ornament that was placed on the tray out of laziness.
Looks like lava.
Let there be sun, oh please, let there be sun.