Yesterday I got to talk to two of my good friends yesterday on facebook. It made me realize that I miss my friends. I've been here in Alaska for almost 2 months and haven't seen my friends since before I came here to Alaska and some not since college. There are days here that I get really bored and some days I make myself busy that the day flies right on by. I can't just call up a friend and ask them to hang out. There are days I wish I could call up my friend and ask them to go with me to the mall, but I can't. I can skype with them (if my sound decides to work on my computer.) I am glad I came with James to Alaska. I don't regret us coming at all. Some days I wish I could just go home because I miss everyone. I love my husband and I thank God for bringing him into my life. James became one of my best friends. There are very few people that I can talk to about anything. James is one of them. Yes I have a hard time every now and then telling him whats on my mind, but eventually he gets me to tell him. I miss him when he at work. He even comes home for lunch and I miss him again when he leaves. I can't picture my life without him. I need James in my life to help me make decisions that I don't really want to make. Since I met him I knew he was coming to Alaska. It was all on the table when James asked me out on our first date. I could have said no, but I didn't. I knew what his plans were and why he was coming to Alaska. A month before I met James, I told God that I would just wait for the special guy he had for me. Next thing you know James comes into my life. Now the rest is history because we are happily married.
Trusting.
Well, I've been going down the road of life trying to trust God in every situation. I'm praying and hoping that my husband can get a job soon, seeing since we are out of money and have bills still coming, mostly my student loans. I'm struggling with all of this just because James doesn't have a job yet. I'm sure I wouldn't be as stressed out if we had some money flow coming in. During all of this I think back to when my dad had his open heart surgery 9 months ago. My mom was also trusting and believing that God would provide during that time. My parent's had bills coming in and had no money to pay them. My dad had his surgery on the monday before thanksgiving in 2010. My mom would come home during the week stay and there would be money in the mail for her and it was always enough to get her through. I wish I could be like my mom and have the faith that she did. I've been very emotional during all of this. I haven't gotten a good night rest since...
Becky, my thoughts are with you! It is hard being away from friends a.d family- u need to go out and meet people. There is a reason u r in Alaska, embrace it and the beauty that surrounds you!
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