This summer has been. It has.
In the realm of my life it has held lots of growth, a new human that I may not speak of (but love) and may be a point of maturation for me. I have felt the sting of Junior High this summer...in being rejected, in being unnoticed and in being left behind.
As always I find my words tainted and shaded with double meanings, with innuendos; never being certain who is stalking my blog. The stalkers have caused a long silence on my soul but, when one writes, the words linger still in the chambers of the mind. They bounce relentlessly against one's skull and beg to be released.
I read an article in MomSense about how friends in adulthood can feel like having friends in Junior High, the whole time nodding my head and saying, "Yes! Yes!" The writer talked of the cliques of being an adult, of being a mom and of being a person of faith. Since all of my current opportunities for friends originate at church, I know what it feels like to be quietly sidelined. To volunteer and not be sure if you were not needed or not wanted. To know that you were in the range of camera but somehow got cut out of the picture, literally. To be erased by the very people who are suppose to be loving you.
From my experience, being rejected takes a lot out of a person. I turn to my Lord for friendship and strength, I wish I could manage to thrive and grow the human friendships too.
January 15th
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