And how can you mend a broken heart...How can you stop the rain from falling down...
*sighs* Okay, it's one of "my" days. I just can't get it out of my head to not be upset about the little things. I want things to be okay, but I am questioning every single last task and thing I have done in the past three months.
I quit school. Granted, my heart was just not in it, but I'm questioning my decision now. I'm a smart girl, I can go back if I want to later. I have a great job that I am about to embark on, but the principle is...I can't get it out of my head maybe it was a little soon to quit.
I married Tom after my miscarriage. Granted, we were going to get married no matter what, but the sounding thump in my head is not from the beer last night at the frat party, it's the "is this the right thing" feeling taking over. I love him to pieces. He's my gold. He's my penguin. But maybe it was a little bit of an impetuous action?
*snorts* I'm moving back to Memphis. I miss my family. I believe in all my questioning this afternoon as I sit on my parents' porch swing watching the puppies play with the kittens and the horses roam around the ranch...that this is the most stable decision I have made. I am a family person. I'm a home-body and I missed my family terribly up in Nashville. I love my brother to bits and pieces. He's my rock, and him being away from me by a good 3 hours was difficult for me.
I don't want my life to become one big screw up on my impetuous decisions. That's the way God made me. Some of the best things have come from those decisions, but it's just the manic tendencies that pull through and make me doubt them.
*grumbles* I just want it to go away. I want things to just be fine in my head. I want to stop doubting!
I quit school. Granted, my heart was just not in it, but I'm questioning my decision now. I'm a smart girl, I can go back if I want to later. I have a great job that I am about to embark on, but the principle is...I can't get it out of my head maybe it was a little soon to quit.
I married Tom after my miscarriage. Granted, we were going to get married no matter what, but the sounding thump in my head is not from the beer last night at the frat party, it's the "is this the right thing" feeling taking over. I love him to pieces. He's my gold. He's my penguin. But maybe it was a little bit of an impetuous action?
*snorts* I'm moving back to Memphis. I miss my family. I believe in all my questioning this afternoon as I sit on my parents' porch swing watching the puppies play with the kittens and the horses roam around the ranch...that this is the most stable decision I have made. I am a family person. I'm a home-body and I missed my family terribly up in Nashville. I love my brother to bits and pieces. He's my rock, and him being away from me by a good 3 hours was difficult for me.
I don't want my life to become one big screw up on my impetuous decisions. That's the way God made me. Some of the best things have come from those decisions, but it's just the manic tendencies that pull through and make me doubt them.
*grumbles* I just want it to go away. I want things to just be fine in my head. I want to stop doubting!