Day #12 "Your closet"

Sorry folks, today has been a very long day, and for me it isn't over. I am fixing to get my kiddos in bed and take a math test. I'm really hoping to get to bed soon. So, as far as the "your closet" picture goes, it ain't happenin'. First: I haven't had a chance to take a picture and second: you wouldn't be impressed. It isn't very organized right now. Maybe I should post a picture just to show my imperfect side. Besides, today was a rather emotional, thought-provoking, introspective sort of day. This will likely turn into a blog post when I can weed through the trash and filter through my thoughts on what has been happening lately. My mind is in a muddle. For now, I am trusting in God to help me through this and give me wisdom and understanding.

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Tena said…
I sent you an email a few days ago which includes my phone number. Please call me if you need to talk. I'm a great listener...and I will pray for you. :-) xoxo ♥ you mucho!
February 12, 2012 at 11:29 PM
Kim said…
I tried to email you this morning. I didn't get the email from you :(...I'll msg you on twitter with my email and #. Love you!
February 13, 2012 at 1:25 PM
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