Day two of new life (unmarried, divorced life). I hate the term divorced. I don't like to hear people talk about their ex-husbands or ex-wives. I hate the terminology. But if I say the kid's dad then people may not think I was married when I had them and risk being misunderstood and having poor morals.
So I suppose that I will have to join the ranks of the exs. I go there unwillingly and with reservation.
Last night I told my oldest about the divorce being final. He/She said "that's sad." Then I talked about how good God is to take care of us and he/she even gave me an example of how God provided for us in a real way. I think that he/she understood the sadness and tiredness I had AND the hope.
Today I felt the stress start to lessen. I've got to get through this next weekend. Then make it to Christmas. Then MAYBE then I will be able to get into a groove. Figure out what Phase II is going to look like. Pray about what God has for me in Phase II.
I'm still tired. I should get to bed. I had to get up early this morning to make lunches and get the kids ready for school (I love it - I am not complaining). One forgot some clothes so I went back and boy was she/he happy!
God will make a way. He always does. He owns the cattle on a thousand hills and He will care for me.
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