Saturday I woke tense and anxious. I do not know why. Some days I wake like this. I think we are all manic-depressive in a mild form, or at least I am. I prayed and hoped for my mood to change but the firmament was closed that morning. Brooke worked all day. Ellis and I … Continue reading
Psalm 8 How I need this. Over the past week, I’ve been reminded of my fickleness. Brooke and I have been looking for ways for her to stay home next year, and one of those entails a new job for me. Thus, I’ve been applying some this summer. Last Tuesday, I got an interview. Now, … Continue reading
