In February my best friend, who had been sharing my house for the previous 9 months, moved out of my house and into a convent. She is currently a postulant in an Anglican community. Her community is one that I have known for a long time and is actually on the way home from my work place. On Monday(her day off) I took her out for a pizza and beer. I miss her terribly - it was a good night but she leaves a big wound.
Tonight for very good reasons I had to go and see the people that battered my soul as a child. They cooked me a very nice meal, found a red wine I liked which is amazing considering I didn't think I liked red wine.
I got home to discover that a really close friend came very close (the second time in 2 years now) to dying.
I'm sitting here, with too much work to do, in a house that is so untidy I can't see it ever being tidy again, almost constant pain in my shoulder from neck muscles that are so tight they are pulling my rib over my collar bone.
it's all just too much.
tears fall
my soul bleeds
and I cling to a strange phrase
"Behold I desire truth deep within you
and shall make you understand wisdom
in the depths of your heart"
(based around Psalm 51 v7)
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You know where we are if you need us. I know our house is untidy too but you don't have to worry about it!!
Please - if there is anything we can do - ask - we will always do our best to help.
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