Peace
For the first time in longer than I can remember...I haven't had to sit and beg God for peace. So many nights I pleaded to find a sense of peace somewhere in my life. That is a feeling I never thought I'd find, I just assumed I was flawed and I would fight that forever. This hasn't been an easy transition. The house we are trying to leave has fought tooth and nail to remain in our lives. While I was laying down some needed flooring a while back I remembered back to the very first time I ever visited there. Way before there was a relationship...way before we were even a thought together. "I will never live in that house" Jokes on me because I lived there for almost 10 years. It sheltered children, harbored some fights and some tears. It tried to catch on fire twice, the roof gave up and leaked like a sieve for months. Pets, children, jobs.....life. It does not want to let that go. We try to personify inanimate objects because that's how we can rel