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i want to be a kid again...

It has been quite the week. I am SO thankful that it is Friday and that I have a couple of days to relax and process through everything that has happened. I'm pretty mentally and emotionally exhausted as witnessed by my lack of inability to sleep. See I've had sleeping trouble off and on since going to college, but for the past few nights I have passed out completely. This is a 180 for me in the sleep zone but it definitely means I need it, and I'm certainly thankful that I've been able to sleep because I'm not sure I could handle much more mental strain.

Even though the week has been rough, I've also had some amazing experiences. I attended an Ash Wednesday service that was really good and there is just something about the beginning of Lent that makes me extremely thankful to have the opportunities I have. I also got to hear one of our residents say that she knew God existed this week. In the midst of turmoil and some scary stuff, she found God and wants her kids to know God. That right there makes the messy parts of my job completely worth it. I also had an entertaining dinner last night to get rid of the woes of work with Tracy that was definitely what we both needed to leave this week behind. My face still hurts from laughing so much.

Tonight I had spaghetti-os for dinner. I keep a can on hand for those days I want to retreat and be a kid again. Sometimes we need opportunities to retreat, and I'm really glad that one of my vices is a can of spaghetti-os. That does well for my missionary budget for sure, and is incredibly simple. It brings me back to days of playing ridiculous amounts of ghost in the graveyard/bloody murder and staying out past when the streetlight came on and getting in trouble for it, it brings me to times of catching fireflies and keeping them in a jar by my bed, it brings me to times of flying down the street on my bike just because I could. Having ways to retreat to those times of being carefree makes being an adult so much more pleasant. I'm thankful I had parents that let me be a kid and let me eat spaghetti-os, cause today they brought me peace. :-)
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3 Comments:

Personally, I prefer spaghetti-o's with franks. HHmmmmm good.

John W.

By Anonymous Anonymous, at 6:54 AM  

I too find myself wanting to retreat to my childhood. Life was so much simpler - it was carefree. Eat spaghetti-o's all you want! - I enjoy the Chef Boyardee ravioli's :)

Joanna

By Anonymous Anonymous, at 11:08 AM  

mmmmm comfort food i opt for meat loaf and baked potatos or tuna and noodles mmmm wait none of that is out of a can.. so i choose tomato soup .. oh wait the liquid added needs to be whole milk

By Anonymous dad, at 2:47 PM  

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