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A Fresh Start



Panicked.

Lost my cool.

Became hysterical.

I kinda, might have, may have  OVERREACTED. again.


The easiest way to sum it up: Lots of DRAMA from the MAMA.


Forgiveness sought and received.

I need a new day and a fresh start.

Lamentations 3:22-24
Because of the Lord's faithful love we do not perish,
for His mercies never end.
They are NEW every morning;
great is Your faithfulness.
I say: The Lord is my portion,
therefore I will put my hope in Him.

Selah.





Comments

OH Amy, it was so wonderful to hear from you. I've checked in on you every so often to see if you've updated (tho obviously not since Dec.) :).

Thank you for dropping by. So great to see you are back.
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I'm planning to stick with it... we'll see how it goes. FB gives that instant contact that I miss as a SAHM,but in the end, this will count more.

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