I Struggle…

I don’t really like the word struggle to describe my trials… I want there to be a more hopeful word for my set of circumstances… but the truth is I struggle.

 I have a faint white heart tattoo on my hand… I got it to remind myself that my hands are for loving… I got it so that I would remember to love instead of fight… I try to control the urge to raise my voice when the whining grates on my last nerve… sometimes I succeed…sometimes I fail… I struggle to remember my tattoo.

 I have grand ideas of having a neat and tidy organized house… but how do you accomplish that with 3 small children and only so many hours in the day… perhaps not fill those hours with blogging eh? And yet if I didn’t blog there would be no where for my voice to confess my struggles.

 I struggle to find someone to listen…


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1 Response to I Struggle…

  1. Serene says:

    Dude, this is me today. Waaaa. Can I follow this blog? I love honest blogs.


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