
A dad plays with his little girl next door. A couple walks with their toddler over to the neighbors' to sit on the patio and enjoy the nice weather. A man and his friend get their boat ready for a day at the lake.... And I sit and wonder why it seems as though the walls of this house echo. I even heard a dog barking outside and wished my puppy was here.
I prayed for the day that we could make the move back up to Hibbing, meanwhile Rob continued to enjoy his job and all of his co-workers down here. When the opportunity finally arose to move, Rob went and I stayed. Maybe I'm feeling a bit sorry for myself...or maybe I just miss my husband so much that I can hardly function.
Lord, sell our house and get me a job I pray!
I guess somethings aren't meant to be understood.
2 comments:
We're praying with you...
Good writing, by the way.
You're in our prayers too!
Let me know how everything goes...
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