I was driving through an overflowed street today during the downpour because my dad was out of test strips, wanted soda, and English muffins. (That’s not my car)I don’t actually have that many fears except hitting a deer and my car stalling in an overflowed street.
It was dark, Lincoln Park doesn’t have very many street lights (what the heck) and i was in the middle of an overflow before i knew it. I started to freak out but at that point there was nothing i could do but pray and keep going.
I feel like that’s my life somedays, I’m in the middle of something I’d rather not be in, i didn’t see it coming, but there are only two things to do - pray and keep going.
I miss everyday laughter, and smiles. I’m working hard to find joy but it’s hard work. So if you see me, let’s laugh :) and share joy and love. I’m gonna make it! Because there aren’t any others choices so I’ll just keep smiling.
But on another note... i got my hair done... so I’ve got cute hair going for me.
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