Hey there Internet.
Today’s post will not be a happy one.
So if you are looking for laughs, click off of here and go check out Pioneer Woman’s recent post on her photography portion of her blog.
If not, keep on reading.
These last 6 months have been rather brutal, emotionally, and I have cried more in these last 6 months than I have in the last 7 years put together.
Blow after hard blow has come to the Chocolatechic house.
The latest is that my nest is now truly empty.
About a month ago, the girl ran away. We knew where she was, but now that she is 18, there wasn’t a thing that we could do about it.
I had held out hope that she would return since she only took a duffel bag with her when she left.
But last night, she came over and boxed up all her things so she could move in with a family who’s last name I don’t even know, and who’s morals do not match the ones she grew up with.
When you have children you have a mental list of things that you want to teach them.
For me it was…
Love God and serve Him.
You do your absolute best to instill those things. When they move out, you begin to see the huge gaping holes in the job that you did.
I won’t elaborate on all the gritty details, but daily I find myself face down, crushed on the floor of humanity.
I grieve hard, and I grieve much.
Now the holiday’s loom. Sad, lonely, and uninviting.
And I find myself sad, lonely and uninviting.
I plan to continue to blog, as I desperately need an outlet, but since my main source of blog fodder is gone it won’t be as frequent.