Have you been hearing crickets lately? You know, in my absence have there been crickets chirping around here? I feel like a lot of the craziness that has been my life lately is probably not good fodder for a blog - thus, my silence.
You know the proverbial rock and a hard place? Yeah, well, I feel pretty much sandwiched between those two fellas lately. There's really no easy answer to the problem, so I keep doing what I'm doing and praying that Papa will shed a little of His light on the subject.
In other news, I am happy to report that we may have finally settled our insurance claim from Ike. I haven't breathed that huge sigh of relief just yet. I'm waiting to see the check before I launch into my happy dance.
I thought it a bit comical that we have entered the new hurricane season before settling our claim from last season. I am really hoping that it will not be long before the hole in the ceiling is gone and our house restored to its former glory. Well, glory may be a bit over the top, but at least to its middle-class respectable state.
This one thing I know: I am blessed. My Father reminds me each day as I kiss my husband when he leaves for work and I hold my daughter tight as she says she loves me. I am a woman that has no end of blessings in her life. No way am I going to let a little insanity ruin that! Rock, Hard Place, meet my Father, the Rock of Ages.
Blessings!
