Sometimes, I don’t relieve it very well, and the stress gets kind of bottled up inside me. But when I am dealing with it more healthfully, here’s what I do. I reach out to a friend/family member for empathy/advice/truth-telling/prayer* I pray Sometimes I have a very serious crying session I go get a hug from…
I can think of plenty of topics for this prompt that are totally not appropriate for a public journal because those disappointments had to do with other people’s behavior or choices. (Which is probably the case for most of us!) So, how about we go with one of the times I have felt pretty disappointed…
I don’t think I could pick all-time favorites, but here are three that currently come to mind. Always Good-Andrew Peterson The truths in this song are so helpful to me when I feel discouraged. “As we try to believe what is not meant to be understoodWill You help us to trust Your intentions for us…
Hmm. There are a few things that come to mind, and I just want to say, before I list them, that I know that my skills are a gift from God, and I’m approaching this list in that light. Because otherwise, geez, it feels pretty braggy to answer this type of question. Thinking about other…
As I imagine is the case for most people, this does vary some. But a typical morning starts with either Mr. FG or me feeding the cat. She’s very anxious for us to wake up in the morning, and she does kinda want to be fed. Mainly, though, she’s lonely after having spent the whole…
When I think of culture, ethnic culture is what comes to mind first. I live in an American culture, of course, and I do think that shapes some of my identity. But I think there are other cultures, small and large, at play in my identity too. There’s a culture created anytime there’s a group,…
This could be a very short essay: no. But since that’s kind of boring, I’ll elaborate. 😉 Running away never even crossed my mind when I lived with parents. I suppose part of this is my personality (I’m a rule-follower and I don’t like to make waves). But another part of it is just that…
I remember feeling very, very nervous. I suppose any freshman feels nervous, but my particular nervousness was due to the fact that my college classes were my first experience with formal education since…kindergarten. (I went to a private Christian school for kindergarten and then was homeschooled all the way through high school.) My own kids…
