A small look into my broken, imperfect life. I am a Christian, widow, and mother of 2 beautiful girls.
Ember's Birthday party
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I had Ember's birthday party yesterday, not sure how I pulled off everything on 5 hours of sleep give or take but it was a good time. Good food, good people there, and the kids had a blast and a LOT of sugar.
I have been sleeping ok the last couple of days but just sitting here at night, the anxiety creeps in and then the headaches/aches and pains as well. I am getting a lot of cards, flowers, help, etc. and I am thankful for it all but I'd rather not be needing all this attention. All the details are so overwhelming and I keep thinking "Oh that would be something Brandyn would handle.." I have no idea what I am going to do when there aren't so many details to take care of...
After an incident last week that had me really doubting my parenting - as if I needed any help in that (looking back, I probably did overreact but that's not really the point). I received words of encouragement from a friend and my pastor that helped me feel better, but not necessarily made me ready to forgive the person that made the comments. I kept going back to feeling bad about the situation, my parenting skills. As the week went on, my email was filled with devotions and Bible verses about forgiveness. Sometimes God's voice is a whisper, but this time it was a roar. God is good - all this went on, while 'behind the scenes' an apology card was on it's way to me. I was able to talk to the 'offender' today, I forgave her, we hugged and she almost starting to cry. It's such a relief to be able to let something like that go - hopefully, she can put it behind her as well. It doesn't do any good to hold to to a grudge or hurt, I've done enough...
I took my 10 year old to Good Friday service with me this year and her reactions got me thinking, so I thought I would put a short blog post together. She fluctuated between hungry, thirsty, antsy and then scared as the room got darker and darker. Initially I was annoyed that she couldn't sit still; but then I was thinking about the next day and I wonder how many of those emotions were being felt on the first Good Friday. No matter how common, those reactions are the reason for Good Friday in the first place.
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