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700 Days

A normal person experiences trauma and crisis over increments throughout ones lifetime. I seem to be the exception.

I married my husband after a few months of being together. Every moment since, beginning with our wedding day, has been a moment of crisis. We tried to solve our problems and then it fell apart. On our 3 year anniversary I started this blog. Alone and away from my husband. Almost another 700 days passed before I recommitted my time to finishing this project, complete the healing process that I let myself get distracted with.

It was the advise from my aunt to give everything 700 days before seeing things get better.... and we will have survived the hardest part of raising the kiddos.

700 days to journey through what will be the toughest part of our marriage: with three kids under the age of two, confronting depression, and everything else that has been working its way against us.

Feel free to follow me at http://twitter.com/700days or email me at 7hundreddays@gmail.com

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  • 617 Days.

    Homecoming.  Today was a busy day for our campus.  I wasn’t working on the clock, but I was pretty busy.  We had a halloween door decorating contest and a homecoming game and a homecoming dance.  I helped a bit with the pictures and ended my night taking a former student back home.

    I was weirded out more than ever from some of my friends.  Sour sports in competition, weird communication and lack of consideration or involvement.  I’m thoroughly confused by the so-called friends in my life and what appears to be my lack of judgement.  

    I’m at a loss to describe my thoughts at this moment. I really need to search inside and seek counsel in wise friends to see if this is worth addressing or better off letting go and moving on.  As a friend, I feel I have the duty to bring up my differences in person (rather than gossip behind their back).  I’m trying to grow, do the adult thing, do the christian thing and find a loving way to address some behavior that might end our friendship because I might be the only person to ever address it head on.  

    Trying to improve on my ability to have grace towards others, yet direct.  Just trying to improve in general.  Have some things I’d like to say to Hubster in person too.  Forgive and try to move forward.

    Posted on October 28, 2011 ()

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