The Impending Lesson.
Here I am with things on my mind, and I’m feeling ashamed and ridiculous that I’ve allowed the situation in my life to come to this point.
I’ve no one but my self to blame, I know, and occurs to me that…maybe… what is about to happen to me is a lesson. A lesson for me. A lesson for my husband, V. And, by association, my youngest kid.
And it is coming.
*hugs* Let me know if I can help, please.
Thank you, Heather.
I most certainly will.
Some of the situation is already working out, despite being worked out in ways that I never expected. As in ‘closing doors and opening windows’ kinds of ways…but ways, nonetheless.
We get what we need and we get what we ask for…even before we know what it is we needed, or what it was for that we asked.