Well here we are again. Ramblings of the unimportant. My therapist would say that my first step should be to stop the negative self talk, but what would I say then? I am on a journey of healing. After nearing 45 years of various trauma, I'm afraid that it's going to be quite a long journey. My only prayer is that God allows me enough time to work through it before I am called home. I would hate to leave this life in as a disappointing way as I've managed to live it thus far. This is basically going to be my journal to healing. I need an outlet so I decided to dust off this log in and actually use it to get it all out of my head. Here we go.
I just got back from an amazing trip with my good friend Jenny~ First to Alabama then to New Orleans. I am so grateful that we had the opportunity to stop at my brother's house on the way to visit for a couple of hours (wish my niece Maddie would have been there). My brother & sister-in-law were as funny as ever. I don't get to see them very often at all so the time was much needed! My niece~ the wonderful Tails~ was being her normal silly, loveable self & Maddie was missing in action. Man, I miss those girls! Now on to New Orleans~~ Bourbon Street was the typical "strip" that you can locate in every town. Bourbon street was a smaller scale Vegas and a bigger 6th street from my childhood. The smell was unique, and the art galleries that smelled like horse stalls was an unexpected twist to my walk in the French Quarter. I know it seems like this is going to be filled but nothing but negatives, but it's not. The buildings were ab...
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