I’ve had a lot to think about over these past few days.
My stay with my friend while my house was out of power was really good. We talked about a lot of things and I think that I’ve realized some things about myself. It feels good to open up to people and talk about painful things. Because they will help me learn about myself and who I am. My past is my past. It isn’t my present. I don’t have to hold on to things I don’t want to. I learned and grew and changed. I am a different person now. And I can be proud of that. God really did bless me with friends who respect me and love me for who I am. Friends who know me and accept me. Even if we believe in different things and live life so differently. She told me that if she ever saw me living in a way that went against my faith, she would have to sit down and talk to me. Even though she chooses to live in a different way and believes different things than me. I don’t know, it just meant a lot. I am so lucky. God really did come through, I just needed to be patient.
I need to get away from all of this technology and noise and chaos and just have time to sit and pray. But really pray.