I must be missing my mom because I dreamed I was preaching to a crowd the dangers of smoking and second hand smoke, and when I was finished I started crying.
Very strange how things can creep into your subconscious. I must really hate smoking with a passion.
It would be so nice if just happy thoughts filled this Holiday season for me. I haven't heard from my stepfather since August when he called to tell Terrell that he couldn't make it to Joshua's wedding. He doesn't have a clue about how much I ever cared and has broken many promises to me. I have determined I will not be bitter though. But I feel that reaching out is out of the question because I just get slapped back by him. I've prayed so much and it is really hard to understand why He isn't letting God reach him. I guess that's called free will.
Well, I'm gonna still pray, no matter what. And I've got an idea about reaching out with low expectations on the response.
It really is His loss.
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
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I've been so wound up about my son's school stuff, I hadn't got to check blogs like I'd like to.
I'm sorry your step-father doesn't realize what he's missing by staying out of your life. You are such a good woman, it really is his loss. That can't make the sadness and disappointment any less, I'm sure, but it is true.
((hugs))
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