I am lonely.
And I am sad.
I miss my friends. And so do my kids. What are we doing here???
This is the weekend when I should be getting ready for the parish carnival. It’s a BIG deal at our old parish. Days to set up, then a couple days to eat, drink, ride, and play. Socializing family-style all day, get a sitter for the kids, and then go back up and hang out all night. Spending almost an entire weekend remembering what it is like to be a kid and spending waaay too much money on unhealthy, albeit delicious food, and of course, spending nearly all weekend with some of my best friends in the whole world.
So I got a voicemail about the carnival booth we ran last year, and I was in the middle of prepping dinner, and I glanced over at my beautiful 6 year old girl twirling around in her dress, and I started crying.
Thank God for a walk-in pantry.
Thank God for His grace to hold me up in a time when I am just.so. sad.