Wornoutwoman

When my son was about three - I realized that my life had become central to just being a mom and a wife.  I looked around at my relationships and realized my best friends were my husband, mom, and my sister. Don't get me wrong! Those are great best friends to have. They're all wonderful caring people who want the best for me. But ... sometimes a girl just needs a BFF who has no family ties. It was then that I looked at my life and realized what a vast hole was within as I had no friend to call and just 'talk' or bond with.  I had plenty of casual friends, acquaintances, and really close long-distance friends, yet there was no one at the same stage in life that I could bond with. I soon prayed and asked God to send me someone that was in the same boat as me - someone who needed a loyal friend and that would 'fit'.  That very next day, I sat next to a blue-eyed, blond, friendly face at my son's soccer game.  Although I knew who Susan w...

Do you ever wonder about Heaven? If so, I highly encourage you to watch this testimony from Mike Mitchener. To give you an overview of what this video will share ... Mike's heart stopped four times one Sept 11, 2014 - and his widowmaker heart attack had complications that were mind-blowing. What's more, spell-binding is how God's perfecting timing and will wound around him, giving him the opportunity for healing, survival, and one heck of an experience in heaven before bringing him back to life. This is about 30 minutes but is a MUST WATCH!

So if you didn't notice...I've taken a few days off from this blog. I can't maintain everything, all the time. Although my son and husband think I do. 😇 My sweet companion of fourteen years had to be put down this week . It was the hardest thing I've ever done. My son is coping okay...he cried again today before taking him to school. I know I've had to stop myself when looking for my pup outside, wondering why I didn't see him in the yard. I've stopped myself from looking for Hershey on the floor when I get up to pee in the middle of the night to keep from tripping over him. Hershey loved to follow me everywhere I went. He was so much a part of my day in small ways I didn't even recognize until now. Now my son is experiencing the same thing. He put his plate down on the couch this morning, mid breakfast. And reached to pick it up, so Hershey wouldn't eat his food. He quickly put it back down and started crying. "I miss him, M...