“What is Voldamert’s purpose in life?”
Written by hootenannie on April 12th, 2011Forgive me, friends – but these days, it feels next to impossible to string sentences together. I am walking through a hard time – one of the hardest – and sometimes, it’s like a cinder block tied to my ankles, pulling me down, down, down.
I am not dealing gently with myself, as I should. Instead, I am running myself into the ground, demanding a lot, believing harsh words, burning the candle at both ends, and losing sleep. I feel out of control in just about every arena, and, as I told a trusted confidant last night, I don’t know when I’m going to not feel tired. I would give anything for a wide open schedule and absolute silence.
I do really well in absolute silence – but currently, and honestly, most of the time, life is a cacophony.
In the meantime, at least I can laugh at these:
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I know the funk. I live in the funk too, way more than I care to admit. Maybe some day we’ll be funk free. Until then, just remember: people love you, my friend! And I am one of them.
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Grace Annie, Grace. Seek peace in small moments and the bigger ones will come.
And thanks for sending me into the sea of “When Parents Text”… I’m dying.
ME: I am scared to be on the Greyhound by myself :(
DAD: It’s okay honey. Just shout random vegetables and no one will sit next to you.
DAD: Rutebaga!
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Harsh words? About YOU? It’s hard to believe. In fact, let’s just not believe them, shall we? You are far too wonderful for that!
Love and hugs.
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Annie, thank you for making me laugh. I love this blog so much…it has been a blessing in my life. :)
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That site is like the PG version of this one…
http://damnyouautocorrect.com/