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Frustratingly, Mandy
...One year of my life...
Dear Blogger,
Dear Blogger,My little sister can pull on my last wire. She is a blamer, and everything is NEVER her fault. And even if it never was, she makes sure you're aware of that. I love her, very much. But sometimes I want to throw her into a pile of yellow snow. I accidentally deleted everything off of our video camera. I apologized, I couldn't do anything about it. She then continued to scream at me, blame me for ruining our memories, and then ordering me to never use the video camera again. I'm sorry I'm not perfect like you little sister.
I got a headache from all the stress of today. It's still here reminding me of my impatience.
A certain somebody wanted me to do a favor for them today that required a lot of emotional battle. I couldn't handle that, after everything I had been through with this person just to take all of that back...the reality of it was overpowering and I couldn't believe he was even asking me to do so...? Either way, I said no. In a nutshell, he told me I was an extremely unkind and uncompassionate person who wasn't close to Jesus. I was aghast at the accusation but it made me question if I am so? I'm sure if I am that wrong with God He would let me know. Is this the persecution Paul talked about? If it's for my benefit, or if it's not, either way I thank you God for it.
My mom got extremely sick with a migraine again. I hate that she get's sick. I loathe it. I want to do evil things to it. Alas, I cannot. I can just pray it goes away forever. So she drove to church to pick us up, and I drove home in the snow...first time for that.
Dear Blogger,
Dear Blogger,
Dear Blogger,