Hope.

I'm really having a hard time over this.
I'm not sure why.

I haven't been this hung up over the past in a while.
One of the feelings I can't handle is missing.
Missing? I don't know if that makes sense.
I know what I mean.
That feeling of just missing things.
How they were.

I can't believe I actually blocked out as much as I did.
I blocked out. A lot.
I mean, a lot.

'And we know that all things work together for good to those who love God, to chose who are called according to His purpose.' Romans 8:28

I'm crying.
That won't do me much good.
I'm praying.
I'm breathing.
Much better.