For a few hours last week, I was a little girl again.
It had been a stressful, strange week for me, with drastic downs. Anyway, after math class, somehow I didn't have the focus I needed to study for my grammar final. I got really crazy: dancing, skipping, running, jumping. The pain and agony was still there. The confusion and hurt still lingered in the back room, but for a few moments, I was happy.
I wore pearls and flowers to the final.
I smiled and laughed.
I was a silly little girl.
I am thankful for the respite God allowed me to have while so many others were stressed and weighed down by school.
It had been a stressful, strange week for me, with drastic downs. Anyway, after math class, somehow I didn't have the focus I needed to study for my grammar final. I got really crazy: dancing, skipping, running, jumping. The pain and agony was still there. The confusion and hurt still lingered in the back room, but for a few moments, I was happy.
I wore pearls and flowers to the final.
I smiled and laughed.
I was a silly little girl.
I am thankful for the respite God allowed me to have while so many others were stressed and weighed down by school.
I love it! What a sweet gift from the Lord. R
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