Have you ever been truly and genuinely homesick? Aching and just want to avoid reality and pretend like you are home? That's what I've been feeling lately. Only thing is, it ain't for Los Altos. In fact, I don't know what it is for. All I know is there is a hole in my heart aching to be filled with something. At the same time I feel as though Heavenly Father will take care of it at some point. His timing, not mine. Thus not too worried about it.
In the interim, I've decided to keep my place clean in hopes that it will help. How will a clean home help? I haven't the foggiest. But it feels like a logical move. And logic is always the way to go.
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