July has flown by so fast, and I still have so much to do to help with my brother’s wedding. Things like moving bed frames around and buying my mom a new full size mattress, and prepare a new living space for my brother and his new wife.
While I’m in New York, I have to prepare to sing two solos during their ceremony, with only my phone and blue-tooth speaker to accompany me. So, this ought to be interesting! I decided to do this because most of her family only speak Spanish, and our family only speaks English, so singing the same hymn in two different languages would be awkward, assuming that they are familiar with the music. I will pray that Heavenly Father will send me angels to help me, because at this point, I just want this wedding to be over with.
Living with anxiety and preparing for a large event like this is difficult. I’m grateful though for Billy and Mirna and their beautiful love story that I will just power through it and help them as much as I can.
This month has been stressful for me; more than it usually is. It didn’t help that I went a few days without my medication, Sertraline, something I take for my anxiety. I’ve spent much more time crying over various things that I would NEVER do under normal stressful times.
I don’t know if it stems from my brother getting married in two months, if summer is coming which brings way too much heat with it, or if it’s just my body releasing some of my deeply hidden pain. On Saturday my oldest son and I got into an argument (I won’t get into that) but it made me want him to move out. My feelings were deeply hurt, and I knew that I needed to pray for the gift of forgiving him and for strength to endure my difficult life.
Fortunately, he did give me what I needed as I drove out into the country without him so I could think and not feel annoyed at him just for being in the house. We talked about our issues and he promised to be more respectful and allowed me to help his mood swings with my doTerra oils which have helped us with various medical problems!
I’m so grateful to have my Sertraline again, and am grateful for the help it provides me to keep going and getting out of bed each day. I pray the day when I no longer need them to feel less anxious from the heavy load I carry everyday.
It must be so difficult to be a teenager in the world that we live in. Navigating through a tougher curriculum than when I was in high school would definitely stress me out. It seems to me that the teachers cause our teenagers stress as they keep talking about what will be on the State exam. I’m all for testing the kids and identifying what my son needs to work on, but don’t agree with their method of intimidation.
And the bullying! Yes, we had bullies in school back in the 80’s, but fortunately we didn’t have social media to publicly humiliate people, and the teachers had authority to discipline the kids who were out of control. I remember when I returned to college about 2001 – 2002 to become a teacher and learning about how much had changed in the public schools, which caused me to change my major to business.
My son has a wonderful attitude and has a sweet spirit. I prayed that the Lord will give my son strength to resist Satan’s enticements as he prays with us and folds the clothes. Faith that will help all of us to overcome our challenges.