isaiah 25- (somehow he is still here)
Tonight I was laying on the ground talking with my sisters. My one sister was talking about how lately she has been feeling uncharacteristically overwhelmed. My older sister nodded in understanding, "Weary is how I would say I feel." I nodded. "Yesterday was the best day of my whole month, and it was the day my grandma died." I am weary. Most days I am exhausted beyond comprehension. I wake up tired and spent no matter how much sleep I get. Yesterday, my grandma passed away after two arduous weeks in hospice, after a stroke. Before this happened I had texted my ex-boyfriend, asking to talk so I could get the peace and closure I needed to move on in a healthy, complete way. To complicate matters, while I'm still sorting out this ex-boyfriend problem, I started to develop feelings for someone new. I am also confronting the decision to attend school out of state or to remain home. Add a full load of classes and a job to this pile, and you have the perfe...