I could use some peace.
The last five months, since the guilty plea was entered in my dad’s murder case, have been a whirlwind. My emotions have been unpredictable, my schedule has been crazy, and my focus has been scattered.
I spent the first two months trying to process how I felt about the guilty plea. Then, the next month-and-a-half preparing for my interview for a documentary about dad’s murder. In September, I gathered money for my trip to Israel and did the documentary interview. October was supposed to be my month to recover from it all, but it hasn’t worked out that way, yet.
Instead, I feel stretched beyond capacity.
The things I want to do, such as family time, writing, and relaxing are taking a back burner to my to-do list, surrounding drama, and homeschooling.
I would prefer to get in the car, drive to a beautiful cabin in the woods, and sit in front of a roaring fire with my hubby and kids, maybe even write a little. I could use a girls’ night out, to laugh and be silly with my friends. I need a good night of praise and worship, where I can get lost in God’s love for me and my love for him.
Right now, I feel like I am sitting at the drive-thru window of a fast food chain, and the voice booming over the speaker is asking me to place my order.
The pressure is mounting. My head is starting to hurt from the noise coming from the back seat.
“Yes,” I reply.
“I would like to order two #4 combos with root beer, a #2 combo with sweet tea, a grilled chicken sandwich with no mayo, a small lemonade, and a side of peace.”
I’m taking a few days to recuperate! See you next week.