Thursday, November 29, 2012

Picking Up the Pieces

So here I am, unemployed, trying to figure out where my money will come from, trying to figure out how I will keep my kids in clothes and shoes and in our amazing home.  While I do that God reminds me that He will supply my needs, that He brought my little family back together - that's right, I have all three kids living with me again. 

I am contemplating a few things - one will be getting this blog going again; another is stepping out of my comfort zone and contacting people about starting the coffee shop; another is selling Mary Kay for real.  I'm a consultant but I haven't really put it out there to sell to people.

Soon I will share a few poems that Jac has written, she is the exact same age as I was when we were forced to write poetry for school and I dug my heels in and refused to do it until my teacher sat down and practically held my hand while I wrote out my first poem.  I have watched her do the exact same thing the last two weeks, it has been amusing.  Now, she (like me) is addicted and very excited to get her thoughts out there on paper and make it sound so amazing.

I need some hand holding, I need some accountability partners, I need someone to text/call/facebook/comment on me and remind me that God is in control and that I'm supposed to be getting my stuff together for the things I want to do rather than playing facebook games because it all seems so overwhelming.

How does that sound?



Rusty said...

You are so much more brave than I ever was . I hide my self and my pain away from the world afraid of more pain and more self loathing .I sit in my apartment, waiting, for what I'm not sure. I guess I'm waiting for it (the pain ) to just go away. I know in my head it wont work but I'm too much of a coward to do any thing else. While you Pick your self up dust your self off and live your life in the light . I read your words and am in awe of your strength and grace . I am so glad you were brought up the way you must have been . So much better than I might have done . Thanks to your parents for raising a strong minded healthy woman .
I believe you have the strength as well as the courage to do what ever you set that huge brain of yours to . I am proud to say we share some genes .

Diary of an Epileptic Nursing Student said...

Had someone told me 15 years ago that someday I would consider you to be a good friend of mine, I would have looked at them like they needed their head examined lol. Considering our interesting "shared" past (*cough, looking up at ceiling) who'd have thunk it? Chris even teases me about it, and I tell him that its a "LALALALA I CAN'T HEAR YOU! LALALA" kind of situation ;)

Too bad you don't live closer. I like the coffee shop idea! Also, try not to worry so much Carrie. You have a lot of people in your corner. More than you realize. Love you!!

Laurie in Ca. said...

I just read this Carrie and want you to know I am in your corner. Praying for all things good that God has in His plans for you. I am thrilled that all of you are now under one roof. Upping my prayers for you girl. I know you can do this with His help. I will check here daily, I promise. Love you, Laurie

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