This week has thrown me so many curves, I sometimes really don't know where to turn. I never try to sugarcoat anything but intentionally do not focus on my problems; that doesn't mean they don't exist. I found myself asking, "did You really have to take him home"..........

After the pump tank alarm for my septic tank went off yesterday, I had to make quick phone calls to figure out what to do. I'd been so involved in our household and business over the course of time and thought I knew a lot. It seems there is always more to learn.

I know the majority may not listen, but if you can hear me, consider getting your house in order. Please become more involved in your own life. I was, am, and still have a long way to go and never enough time. Not only is it the physical stuff, but countless demands.

I may need to consider some things I haven't let myself.................... so many expect so much.

Chynna's business is growing and she is working her butt off. A week goes by before we can see or talk to each other because of schedules. Jordan is evaluating options, wondering how long he will be here. He has evolved so much, but nothing much here has. He knows I need him right now.............

I am wrestling with God for my blessing, much like Jacob in the Bible did. I am not letting go. One thing all of this stuff has taught me is that I don't give up. I dig in. This will make me a great realtor grin emoticon

As the boys literally dug holes for four hours on our sand mound to find the necessary pipes, with no plans to go on, Kind of parallels the life of many people.
What I choose to do is remind myself, my kids, and those who hear that it's okay to wrestle for your blessing. I dig in and don't let go.

Fury Road.