We were away for Thanksgiving, and it was such an odd time for me, as I was simultaneously relieved to be away from the mental and verbal abuse of work, and dreading the return.

The end of Thanksgiving also signified the beginning of the Holiday Season, and I expect all family members to be at home for Christmas, and this prospect fills me with happiness and dread in equal parts…2 know nothing of my TG, and one knows and has not responded well…so that time appears fraught with danger and I am anxious about it.

People speak…no, I myself have spoken of trusting in the Lord.  Everyday more and more is stripped away from my life and really all I have left is to trust Him.  What other option is there?  Curse Him?  That would be like denying gravity!  The fact is that I know whom I have believed, and am persuaded that He is able to keep that which I have entrusted to Him until that day.  It is going to be an amazing healing when He returns and sets things right again.