I finally let myself say it. I\’ve been waiting for someone else to say it. Another mom. Another missionary. Anyone really. But no one ever did. They\’d say, \”Wow, how do you do it?\” or watch while I fumble–oh how I fumble–at trying to control screaming, whining, disobedient children, be a “good” missionary, maintain myContinue reading “I Finally Let Myself Say It”
Tag Archives: Tired
When Living the Dream Feels More Like a Nightmare
“These are our ‘good ole’ days’, you know?” I said to him as we precariously swerved through the potholes of the washing-away-street, us and our three kiddos all crammed up on our motorcycle going home after a dinner out because neither of us could decide who was less tired enough to cook. One day, theseContinue reading “When Living the Dream Feels More Like a Nightmare”
Pray We Won\’t Be Moved
We\’re all just tired today. I\’m up with the sunrise to feed a hungry baby girl for the second or third time since I fell into my light sleep last night around 11pm. I can\’t remember if it was two or three times that she woke me up, announcing her empty belly. Now I sitContinue reading “Pray We Won\’t Be Moved”
We Are Those People
It\’s 5:30am on Christmas Eve and I\’m wide awake. Not because of the excitement of Christmas less than 24 hours away, but because of a quirky little girl who refuses to fall back asleep unless I\’m actively bouncing her rocking chair with my foot. In fact, if it weren\’t for the calendar telling me today\’sContinue reading “We Are Those People”
God, I Need You
God, I need you today. I need you because I can\’t be the mom or wife I need to be. I need you because I worry about what people are thinking and saying. I need you because I seem to always forget that I should ask you for help before trying to take it on myself.Continue reading “God, I Need You”
Dear God, I Think I get it
Dear God, It\’s me again. Today, Richard was cussed out by the blessing [in disguise?] that you have put in our lives. We have sacrificed our time and resources to help them. We have given above and beyond what we thought we could give. We\’ve spent money, gas (and that\’s not cheap if you haven\’tContinue reading “Dear God, I Think I get it”