Home is hard.
Lots of tears. Lots of frustration. Lots of struggle.
Feeling SO guilty for feeling this way when people are literally dying around the world and families are truly falling apart. I know all pain is relative, and comparing mine to another’s is of little help. Yet, it is still hard.
Time with the Lord has been felt painful, distant, and lonely. I feel exhausted. I feel hurt.
It is so hard to do everything online. Zoom calls. FT calls. Phone calls. Emails. Work. Life. - I feel sucked into a lifestyle I don’t want and I am NOT myself right now. I don’t even know who this person is.
So…here I am. Will this ever change?
I’m tired.
-B