Im not, nor ever have been a domestic sort of person. Finding new recipes, the latest cleaning technique, or craft project for the home never topped my list of things to do. I am not into the latest fashions and dont care the slightest for yard sales or shopping of any kind. My family is crazy, they are weird, theyre opinionated (just like me) they fight with each other and compete with each other endlessly it seems. My grand kids are not perfect and they sometimes try my patience. I dont always eat the right things, I am overweight, greying and arthritic. Those close to me know not to talk to me before my fist cup of coffee. The only exercise I get is running up and down the halls of the nursing home I work at. And speaking of work, my co workers know that some days its best to just look at me and shake their heads, to realize tomorrow might be a better day to ask me how I am. In short. I am not perfect, my family is not perfect. And while I am grateful to have a job, some days I have to drag myself there. But GOD LOVES ME and Jesus died for me.
Posted on: Sat, 16 Aug 2014 15:33:34 +0000
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