Tag: Grieving
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Prodigal process
We don’t know where our oldest son is. He keeps in touch with his older sister, but there is great offence between us. He changed his last name. Made other decisions about his life that we didn’t understand. Lotta water 🌊 under that bridge. It’s complicated. We think of our 23yearold as kind of a…
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Insomnia
Yeah. It’s 3fudgsiclesAM. Yeah. I’m still up dealing with my sh**takimushrooms. Listening to my hubby snore for six HOURS and feeling so tired I could cry. But can I shut my body down and go to sleeeeeep???? Nope. Searching the net for encouragement, I found the following sermon, which totally read. My. Friggin`. Mail. “Joyce…
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Relapse part 4: self-forgiveness
Self forgiveness. It’s a lot harder than forgiving one’s own perpetrators, don’t you think? Forgiving myself Has come down to a bald choice for me. I have all the power. I can refuse myself forgiveness. Or not. It seems like it should be easier than it is Because I am not directly to blame… because I…
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My man and I had our weekly conflict date. Tuesday after work until we work it out or until one of us is dead. (Just kidding.) We keep to the rules of fair engagement as per Les and Leslie Parrot’s book The Good Fight. We walked to the gas station and got an unsweetened ice…
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Things I love
I’m so sad. Grief is hard work, ya know? Time for a list. Reboot my 💜 California poppies Yellow m&ms with peanuts Depends Silhouettes (just keepin’ it real) Clean sheets after a warm 🛁 🐈laying in puddles of 🌞 My 🐕. They have such a great attitude, no matter what. #overcomeevilwithgood Taco salad 🥗 from…
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Watch “Encouragement for Hard Holidays, with Robyn Bush and Kim Michell | Comment start Grounded 11/16/20” on YouTube
Oh My Socks You guys This was so helpful. So blessed. Medicine for my hurting heart. This is going to be the first holiday season since my oldest son chose another last name and dropped off the earth. I’m dreading it. Frankly. So I’m not the only one. I can do this. I’ve got Jesus,…
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our Absalom
Up hurting at 3am about our prodigal. We lost our son to another family and to the gay lifestyle. It’s feels like he died. He’s just…..gone. He even changed his name. The whole thing is such a mess. I feel at fault. I wish I had not struggled with mental illness all those years. I…
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🌻 re-center
Father Our Papa, I need Your steady-ing, kind hand right now. I need You to make me a cup of tea and tell me that everything that is going badly in my 🌎 right now will sort itself out. my FATHER You teach that You are humble and gentle in heart, and i will find…
reboot my ❤ 