she decided to try life as a pearl for a while.

i had a dream. 

in it Jesus came and I was happy. Then he left.

i am glad it was only a dream.

i actually find myself smiling a lot lately. 

giggling, even.

journalling so that i can remember the happy and not only have the bitter recorded. 

i feel God in different ways. sometimes goose bumps and chills. sometimes  a "still small voice." sometimes in an unexpected smile... from myself.  

i got some gifts from my dad this week. (not my "heavenly Father" dad... but my earth dad)

it made me cry.

and smile.

and cry again. 

"Tired of being the oyster, she decided to try life as a pearl for a while"