Addendum

I love this time of year!  I know this has been shared before in my blog, but this time of year mellows me in some ways, and rejuvenates me in others.  I will be celebrating a birthday in two weeks.  How do I feel about that, well, I feel fine.  Being a woman of stature and maturity is becoming. I am really comfortable with my own skin.  I have liked myself for some time now, but now, I love who I am becoming. The passion of life has not escaped me.  Also, I am trying not to sweat the small stuff, well, I did say I am trying. 

Now part of this entry is a continuation of the conundrum of my renting the upstairs apartment, and I am so grateful that I am not.  My son and I did go into the office and speak with the management company and we sorted things out amicably. The decision for higher rent on the upstairs apartment was the owners decision, not the management company.  So much work is being done upstairs, my son and I could understand the motive behind such an increase.  Actually, to be quite frank, I am glad we are staying downstairs.  I feel safer and I am already settled.  Now, to paint and enjoy my little hobbit hole.  Hmmmm from Troll hole to Hobbit hole, all is well, and God is good.  I do feel better when I am able to talk things out, especially when my family is involved. 

Work has been going well.  I am still enjoying my job in the ER, even with all the changes.  It will be four years next March.  I thank the Lord for placing me where my heart can serve those who are hurting.

As I write this blog entry, I feel a sense of peace and gratefulness.  I believe I am coming out of a delayed reaction to all the trauma that I have experienced in the last fifteen years.  I pray that the Lord will protect my son and me through our continuing journey.  We are still healing, everything I went through, my son went through with me.  Please, Father, continue to have mercy on us and continue to bless us in your grace.

It is nice to listen to soft music and type this entry.  My son is with a friend to hang out for awhile and then he was going into work.  Please, Father, keep my son and his friend safe.  Bless their time together. 

Well, I believe I will be signing off.  I will try to write a little more.  My son told him that he enjoys reading my entries.  Well, I am glad because I know writing does help express myself and therapy can be so expensive.

"Forever Autumn" Justin Hayward