enoughs enough.

i really like, no, love, when people are real.

like.

real. in the deepest, most purest sense of the word.

[not imitation or artificial; genuine.]

please stop. stop being artificial.

i also like, no, love, when people aren't selfish. when people stop stealing joy.

please stop stealing joy. quit being a thief.

lately i've been struggling. my joy keeps getting stolen. and my house is so cold. so it isn't helping much. i just don't understand how its justifiable to some to allow their circumstances and situations to drag the people around them down. what makes it ok?

im working on patience. im working on grace. im working on mercy. but geez man, somethings gotta give. snap out of it, seriously.

ok. enough of that.

ps. im getting married in one hundred and four days. 1.0.4.

"the Lord will fight for you, you need only to be still"

i am one blessed woman.