Limbo

Weird place I seem to be in this week. Like I don't quite know this person who's body I am living in.... The ground under my feet does not seem quite stable .... Kinda like taking a hike and coming to a cliff smack dab in front of you. You can either turn around and go back, cutting the adventure short .... or you can take the leap across the chasm to see where pushing on might lead you. Put another way, you can climb the mountain that is in front of you, or you can stay in the valley ........... indefinitely. Its up to each of us, each and every day.

Aside from knowing I am surely a child of the King, who am I anyway? My life has always been so full, there had never been any question before. I was my husband's helper first off, helping grow a home honey business, raising a family, home-schooling, being a frugal homesteading home-maker, following my painting passion when I could. I was a mom, a grandma, a youth leader, a Bible-school teacher, 4-H organizer and leader, a foster mom, involved in animal husbandry and gardening, a factory worker. All of that involving having a husband and family.

Now for the first time in 48 years I find myself ....... alone......... with no one to depend on me. It is quite a dizzying concept. One thing I do know; I am not ready to retire to a rocking chair, or even an apartment complex for seniors. There is too much of life to be lived yet, and I hope to "live " right up to the moment I die.