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Weeping Time


I do not know why but sometimes I am shocked at how crazy I can be. Seriously-bat-s***-crazy.  I guess the  good thing is I know in the midst of my crazy I am being crazy.   And I don’t think  my “crazy” has anything  (or much) to do with being a woman or periods.  I know how to deal with those things.  Been a woman all my life, ya know.  This crazy comes from living this mortal life.  There is crazy that is born of my choices but then there is crazy that is born of others’.  Crazy that just happens as life happens.  Experiencing crazy makes me feel crazy. Does anyone know what I am talking about?

This past week I cried , on average, 3 times a day.  Too much.  Just too much.  But I didn’t know what else to do.  I cried when I was overcome with sorrow, anger and frustrations.  I cried when I felt hopeless and hopeful.  I cried when I witnessed beauty and felt the Holy Spirit.  Although I am a crier.  Never have I been like this.    Actually that is a lie. Haha .  But normally, normally I am not like this.


On further thought, I do know what this crazy is.  This crazy is my friend, Grief.

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