2/15/2011

I had a GREAT Valentine's day. I normally don't allow a big fuss to be made out of it. I do understand the sentiment of a couple going crazy about one another, but I just don't understand why it's only a really big deal the one day a year when companies will profit the most out of it. Yeah... I am one of those girls. This year however, I got roses. From Nick, my guy du jour! Oh, and a puppy! A stuffed puppy, but still a puppy. Also chocolates, from he and mamike (mama & Mike). It was nice to make a minor fuss I suppose.

Now, to head in a completely opposite direction... I've been thinking. That statement probably has a anxiety inducing effect on some. We all know how I really want to be married and pop out some kidlets, but as of late I have this new mental image in my head. It's honestly really appealing to me. I'm old (like 40) and I'm living abroad (in France) all by my lonesome. I'm walking to the market to pick up fresh produce and bread. I'm sitting at a sidewalk cafe sipping wine and watching passer by. I'm performing in great little French plays at night, I'm teaching theatre during the day. It's a simple life. It's all mine. No one else's.

I believe this needs prayer, as does the rest of my life. Not prayer from my perspective either. Prayer from the Lord's. God, this is me saying I need you. What's your will big guy? Oh, and when you show me your will, can you move my heart to do it? Thanks, you're the best!

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