Yesterday and today were gray and cold. The gray seeps into my bones and the cold stiffens my fingers until I am unable to do much of anything beyond making a cup of hot chocolate and retreating to my warm nest under the covers with a book. It looks like I’m going to have to declare it officially summer if the weather won’t co-operate – life is too short for nine months of winter!
I’m here because I’m lonely. I’m here because people who are lonely in the same way I am lonely have a very hard time finding each other. .
Being hearing impaired / deaf is lonely.
Having bipolar disorder is lonely.
Being an undergraduate student in your mid-thirties is lonely.
Being a Biblical Studies major is lonely.
Being infertile is lonely.
And even though it shouldn’t be, being desperately in love with God is sometimes the loneliest feeling there is.
So there it is. I’m dropping any attempt to be slick or intellectual or one of the cool kids. I’m just here to share the things I struggle with, the things I’m trying to understand and the things I am learning.