I've been really struggling. I have felt alone, though my family is here with me. I am disappointed to learn people don't really care when you're hurting as much as you think they will or need them to. I have found that I really am going through this alone. Yes, my family cares and a couple of friends check up on me, but at the end of the day, I am alone. My thoughts invade, the aura feelings invade, I start to wonder if I'll be ok again...feel like "me" again. I go from claiming my faith and trusting in God to pure fear and confusion. Feeling loved one moment to feeling alone the next.
Welcome to the roller coaster of chronic illness, I guess. The good news is that tomorrow I will feel better.
When a friend joked that she was feeling "old" (she's 10 years younger, gimme a break), I told her that none of this really makes me feel old. It makes me feel things that are harder for me to process- vulnerable and fragile. And that stinks because I think I'm a tough cookie.
And the answer to all of these feelings? ( which are valid, as I reminded my hubby) God will work this out for my good because I love him and have been called according to his purpose. Good news from Romans 8:28, I am more than a conqueror.
Which is why I will feel better.
Thanks for listening.
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3 John 1:2 Beloved, I wish above all things that thou may prosper and be in health, even as thy soul prospers.
That is my prayer for you today sister Jami.
Blessings
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