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Gasping for Air

Many times I wake up at 2 or 3 AM gasping for air. It takes me a few minutes to catch my breath. The whole time this is going on, my husband is fast asleep beside me, oblivious to the world.

I don’t know what a marriage is, other than it’s a struggle. Sometimes huge explosions happen in a seemingly innocent manner after dinner to be repaired in the kitchen in the morning. There are those times when the explosions last for weeks. Usually that’s because I can hold a pretty hefty grudge.

I don’t want to put myself down. I don’t wanna put anybody down. But it’s down to yourself to get up out of the muck and mire.

Jesus said, “Pick up your mat and walk!” If you want it, you have to receive it.

Those are my thoughts of the day.

These thoughts are echoed in my book, It’s Okay, Magic Happens, available in print and as an e-book.

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