Blessed beyond words

Jesus

Thank You

For Everything

You Do For Us.

Amen.

 

I've moved again. Is this the end? Or starting somewhere new...

It happened.

I did it.

The impossible.

Still not recovered.

I was forced to move before my movers showing up a few days later,

They just threw my precious things in boxes but the didn't give me all my things.

My precious things.

Not to mention they just threw away all my groceries that we just had bought!!!

yes,

I'm beyond LIVID!!!

Now in a new place just like the old space. 

Sorta.

Same layout. Same location. 

Yet, different in every way.

I keep saying. To myself.

"I'm safe in this moment. I'm not in my past and I'm not in my future. I'm safe in this moment."

I can't cry. They tortured that out of me decades ago.

I pray and hope i have what matters most to me.

I hope and pray that my precious things aren't misplaced, trashed or stolen!!

Three days since the move, yet stress is still mountains high. 

Higher by the minute.

Stress is unbearable.

Is there no END?

I'm filled with regret.

You say "I must forget"

How do I possibly achieve that?

TMH? TMN!

I'm at a severe loss.

I am grieving greatly!!

Oh please tell me,

How must I go on?

The path ahead is so foggy.

The trail is all but lost.

I pray even harder.

Please God save me!!!

On top of eerything else...

I completely forgot to take me night medicine.

Which makes me go to sleep.

SO, I'm up...

After 3am...

Desperate for some shut-eye.

I'm going insane!!!

Again Lord I beg,

"Please save me."