Stuffing

What do you say?

An old boyfriend added me as a friend in facebook. I thought it odd because I really thought he disliked me. We haven't actually talked (though I see he's got 2 sweet daughters)- what would we really have to say? I told Myron. It didn't seem to bother him, nor should it. Myron is light years ahead of this guy even being sick and all.

I had to tell a coworker who is being let go that they are keeping me. That was an awkward discussion! She is really hurting. I don't think it's important what I say anymore, just that I be there for her.

There is a part of the path I walk to RMC by the water and everytime I walk this block, memories of people who have died that were important to me rush back. There really aren't words to express. I arrive at work with tears in my eyes regularly. (not that anyone notices!)

On my way home from the WITH meeting last night, I was thinking about a door to something that I want that seems to be closed. And I felt impressed that it was God who kept the door closed. So I thanked Him for not giving me what I want :) He really does know better, doesn't He?

And I read Will's post this morning and he said:

That’s the main reason we sin... we believe that what we want and when we want it is more important than nearly anything else.

Even though I do regularly put down what I want for God or for other people, i still feel so conscious of sin. I feel like it's right on the outside and everyone else can see it too. It prickles me. I don't think that's really a bad thing.

posted by Aphra @ 5/29/2008 09:44:00 AM