It's Been a Crazy Week
All week friends have sent me messages or made comments when we talked, mentioning what a crazy week it seems I’ve had. Every time I’m like, “No, I’m good.” My random struggles are nothing compared to so many. It’s all relative. But then I looked back at a few things that may have truly been a bit “crazy” in my life over the last seven days. I watched my husband sleeping and thought I might need to perform an exorcism based on the sounds coming out of his mouth and nose. Our dog “disappeared” after falling through our kitchen floor when a contractor was working on it, and I literally considered that the Lord might have taken him to Heaven in a fiery chariot like Elijah in the Bible (He’s 16-yrs-old, and it’s time). I looked at a woman in a car behind me through my rearview mirror at a drive-through and thought she had a bulbous head like aliens we see in movies, and thought maybe I could finally “see” things that I couldn’t before, just like “Men in Black.” I thought I should start