New Horizons?

I know it’s been a while since I last posted.  My life has been BUSY (mostly in ways not unlike the time I entered the Army—lots of hurry up and wait, hurry up and wait  😐 ), and turned positively upside down.  I don’t know if I mentioned it before, but in my life I’ve felt very much like how my mom described growing a raspberry bush should go—that is, to make it grow plentiful the next year, at the end of the season you need to prune it back.  So, my life has felt very pruned.  Also, right now it feels quite a bit like when you have to go through your purse—where you either dump or take out everything in it to go through and pick out the bad, rotted, or unneeded things. 

In some ways I’d really like to sit down, or to have sat down and chronicled my whole life over the last few months, but frankly, I prefer to keep all of it to myself.  My closest friends (and some who have seemed to play that role all too well yet didn’t mean it) know what’s going on (not all of my family, however—and none of my husband’s), and I have gotten support from the very best of those.  I know now who really cares, and who just doesn’t understand or care enough.  I’m still learning things about myself and my family and, though it’s a very hard road, I know more than anything that God (a) is carrying us through and (b) has been here through it all.  One thing I’ve learned as well is the truth of love, and all it’s best possibilities.  Things might seem difficult (and I may at times wallow in that despair and confusion), but I know the real meaning of love, and I know I am extremely blessed. 

With that, I hope to come back here more.  I miss the comradary of the blogging community that I’m sure also care and I’m sure have been praying for me and occasionally checking to see if I’m still around (I hope).  I’ve been online every day (on Facebook, of course—those games are quite an addiction), I just haven’t felt the need or motivation to reach out and let you know I’m still here.  I’m sorry.  I am, I just really need to draw in the wagons and take care of my own. 


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