Freedom

I was actually happy this morning. Truly so. I even said, “Good morning,” to someone. And I meant it. I haven’t said that phrase in months, because I haven’t been able to mean it. It was bizarre, feeling suddenly myself again. I hadn’t fully realized how missing I had gone.

I am grateful to be back.

Thank you, God, for having this morning go well and for giving me the words and the ease to do everything well and efficiently. Thank you for the business appropriateness of the big boss and her graciousness and kind offer. And thank you for showing me that I was, indeed, doing the best thing. Thank you for the courage and confidence. Thank you for helping me to bring myself back to life. Thank you for your love and guidance and blessings. Make me and the baby well and safe, please, and keep my husband safe. In your name, I pray. Amen.

Post-a-day 2024