It's been a rough week around here. We've had thunderstorms, power outages and internet loss. My teenagers and older children have been through trials. I've heard frustration. . and complaints . . and tried to soothe the tears. The world around us can be a painful place.
I have been working here- and- there around the house, as I have been able. But the mere act of getting up in the morning is becoming too much. I am exhausted. Maybe this is another forced rest?
I am going to have to really pace myself. Earlier today, I actually craved a cane. I thought it would help keep me steady. It's not that something is wrong with me, necessarily, just that life throws a lot of painful things my way. While I can endure it emotionally, it takes a physical toll.
This is why I love the seclusion of home.
This is the place where I can recover. This is the precious place where hearts can be made whole. . . and weary souls can find rest.
May it be so.
Blessings
Mrs. White
Creating Beauty with - The Romance of Home.
When I am well, I love - When Mother is Productive.
A heartwarming, inspiring Song - My Mother's Faith.
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