Sitting there peacefully, grateful for that Friday feeeling and applying my mascara - I remembered the date.
October 7th - My Uncle's birthday - he died when I was just 13 years old - a moment in my life that defined my relationship with God for many years to come - and led me to believe that happiness was just a fleeting moment - my heart still hurts when I think of him.
And the day I left my Slovenian in Sydney, Australia after flicking him the finger and throwing his lotion from the window.
Some days you just want to curl up in a ball in the farthest nook of the closet and cry - this is my day - and I pray that God carries me today xx
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