Throwing fits.

I can throw fits
with the best of them.
You know, clean like a crazy woman, huff and sigh and pout and go inward.
Make a big pot of emotional stew,
sit back and watch it simmer.

(I'm sure you know nothing of what I speak about)!

I care about myself more then my husband.

I want what I want, when I want it.

I don't listen well.
I'm distracted easily,
by life, kids, laundry, stupid stuff.

This isn't about trying to be "real" for this post/my blog....
it's the truth of my life right now.

It's really quite pathetic, but true.
I've been thinking about it lately.

More so since I started praying/meditating on the

prayer I posted last week.

Another prayer was going to be posted today,
but quite frankly, last weeks prayer is too good to

pass by in 7 short days.

There's more in it for me
and probably for you too if you care to read it.
As my friend Jeane' mentioned it's a good one to PRINT OUT
and hang over the kitchen sink,
(or the place where you spend the most time)!

"One of the greatest
gifts you can give your husband
is your own wholeness."

~Omartian~

a beautiful song that encouraged my soul tonight.
(you can mute the music at the bottom of the page).