A Rough Day

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Wrestling with Angels

It’s been a rough day. There’s no particular reason, really; it’s just one of those days, I guess. This morning at breakfast I found myself reaching for Facebook on my phone when the kids started talking about places they’d been with Dude. When they got up and I put my phone down, Dude made a comment about putting away the internets, and I teared up.

It happened twice more today. I’m still feeling kinda down, but I think a good night’s sleep will do me well. I actually was pretty productive today. I cleaned the bathroom sink and counter and put four dozen eggs out for sale (both before breakfast). I cleaned out the chicken coop, and after a nice long shower, I cleaned the tub and vacuumed the kitchen and bathroom floors. Then I decided to treat myself and painted my nails. Dude hates the smell, but I don’t do it often, so I figured he could suffer through just this once.

I hate days like this. Days where nothing seems right, where I feel like crying and being alone, where I feel like I could never be enough.

Luckily, these days don’t come around very often, and are often followed by high-energy/high-mood days. Let’s hope so. I’ve got a sermon to write in the morning.

The Author

I'm a pastor. I believe in radical love and ridiculous grace. I love to sing and sew, and have a shop on Etsy. I'm trying to make my ecological footprint smaller. I have chickens who provide endless entertainment. Oh, and I'm a formerly single mom by choice, son E (born 6/00, placed 11/23/11, adoption finalized 11/21/14) and now making a life with The Dude and his two kids, Girl-E (12/02) and C (9/04). Baby Bumpy due to arrive around 5/25/15! This blog chronicles my thoughts on faith, family, and the wild adventure we call Life!

1 Comment

  1. I hate those kinds of days too. I know other people telling you they’ll pass rarely goes deep enough to be believed. Still, wishing you a day that you find the kind of abiding joy that overwhelms the gloom.


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