Tuesday, March 16, 2010

An emotional day


Early today, I realized I'm afraid. I'm not ready to tell all about it, but I've been afraid for a long time. I think that fear is what has kept me from working on my memoir of my mother.

Then later, I found out my uncle had died. He was my mother's brother. I was talking to my dad about it and he told me some things that I had never known about my grandmother. Things that made the 13-year-old girl inside of me comforted in knowing.

Days like this are rough and wonderful all at the same time.

2 comments:

Keith & Julie Loveless said...

Fear is a powerful tool in Satan's arsenal. I know, I too have been battling it. But... God has NOT given us a spirit of fear. I tell my son that being brave means doing the right thing even when your afraid. With God's help, we will just have to be brave. God bless you.

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