I’m in a quandary. I don’t know what to say or how to say it.
Lately, I’ve been having flashbacks of the day I had my stroke. I was laying on the floor, wriggling like a fish and yelling ” I’m coming” at the top of my lungs.
Turns out, I couldn’t speak and couldn’t do anything more than wriggle like a fish on a hook.
I honestly don’t know what to think or say. To, anyone. To, God. To, myself.
Should I be:
Angry.
Sad.
Frustrated
Right now, I feel none of those. Maybe, I secretly feel all of those…*sigh*.
I think I’ll go climb onto The Father’s Lap and be still…hhhm. Who wants to join me?
asking for A Friend, Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: 😳If anyone has the answer, please let me know..