Trade me Jesus
This last month has been BUSY. Painfully busy. I run from one thing to the next. Last week, I rubbed my eyes in the afternoon and when I rubbed my lashes, no mascara came off. I looked to a friend and said "Do you see mascara on my eyelashes?" Her response was "no." I laughed. I ran out of the house that morning with a full face of makeup and no mascara. Mercy. Those are tell tale signs that someone is losing it. Eh-Hem. I've been trying to wrap my mind around my life. What does my life mean? How do I leave an impact on this world when I feel so broken and so helpless? How have I functioned this summer in the midst of such pain and chaos? How do I move forward with the Kelly I was, the Kelly I am now, and the Kelly I want to be? So many questions. Too deep for me to give enough time to actually process, seeing I can't even remember to put on mascara. Last weekend we escaped to Lake Powell for me to breathe before the craziness of college students