good women
We've been in this area for 3 years and have been in the same ward the entire time.
I've struggled trying to find my place and making friends, but I think I've finally found it.
I've met some great people, been given opportunities to serve those around me, and have fallen in love with this area and with my ward.
I am surrounded by good, strong, amazing women. Yesterday I spent my day being surrounded by them. They will never know how much I needed them.
M knows that my man and I are having problems because of some poor choices he's made and she's amazing. She's like a sister and doesn't ask questions beyond "how are you?" and "what can I do to lighten your burden?" She really is great. She came and spent some time with me yesterday as my boys and I were hanging out by the pool. We talked about craft projects, talked about 1 person who is prying and driving me bonkers.
J is my visiting teacher and not someone I would've been friends with if it weren't for her being my V.T. She is amazing. She loves to serve others and has become a wonderful friend. I asked if she could watch my kids for 3 hours on saturday morning. She didn't ask why. She just said, sure! She will NEVER know how much that helped. My man and I will each spend an hour with our counselor and there's an hour drive time and we can't afford to pay a sitter. She's an answer to a prayer.
T is my YW president and knows a little bit about what's going on. My bishop and I felt it best that she know what's going on. She has never pryed. She's asked how I'm doing and has been very understanding of me not being at activities and not being able to attend girls camp. She's been wonderful. Since Januay we've become pretty good friends. Yesterday we vented about kids, the heat, talked about our deliveries (she's expecting her 3rd) and then she asked how I'm doing. I cried. I've cried a lot this week. I told her that I'm having a hard time and am just overwhelmed with everything. She didn't ask for details, she didn't even ask what was going on. All she said was, "you know where I live! I am here if you need to chat and you can bring your kids to me whenever you need a break."
J is going through something similar, yet very different. She was talking to me about feeling alone and I cried. I told her everything and we cried together and we talked for an hour. It was so refreshing! It was so nice to talk to someone else who gets it. We talked about being so bugged when people call and complain to us about not being able to buy a new shirt, or that their 4 wheeler broke down, or that they had to cut their disneyland vacation to 3 days instead of 4 because of the rain. I DON'T CARE!!! My husband is a porn addict, has cheated on me and is now trying to decide if he wants me or if he wants a different life! We also talked about our perspectives. I am no longer mad or offended if someone doesn't say hi or if they are very difficult to get to know or even just plain rude. I don't know their story! I don't know if they lost a child and that it scarred them, I don't know if their husband is mean and abusive, or if they just found out their husband cheated on them. I don't know anyone's story and because of my experiences (as crappy as they are) I am able to be more tolerant of others (unless their main problem in life is disneyland)!
I haven't shared my story with a SOUL!!! NOT 1 PERSON! Well, other than our bishop and our counselor. So, I've felt very alone and have had to pretend to everyone that my life is fine and perfect and that nothing is wrong. It's very tiring. It has worn me out. It is so nice to have people who know. Not so I can bash my husband to them (I am not a beleiver in husband bashing) but just to have a sitter for counseling, or to have a place to take my kids if I'm having a break down.
I am really surrounded by good women and I am grateful to my Heavenly Father for them.
I've struggled trying to find my place and making friends, but I think I've finally found it.
I've met some great people, been given opportunities to serve those around me, and have fallen in love with this area and with my ward.
I am surrounded by good, strong, amazing women. Yesterday I spent my day being surrounded by them. They will never know how much I needed them.
M knows that my man and I are having problems because of some poor choices he's made and she's amazing. She's like a sister and doesn't ask questions beyond "how are you?" and "what can I do to lighten your burden?" She really is great. She came and spent some time with me yesterday as my boys and I were hanging out by the pool. We talked about craft projects, talked about 1 person who is prying and driving me bonkers.
J is my visiting teacher and not someone I would've been friends with if it weren't for her being my V.T. She is amazing. She loves to serve others and has become a wonderful friend. I asked if she could watch my kids for 3 hours on saturday morning. She didn't ask why. She just said, sure! She will NEVER know how much that helped. My man and I will each spend an hour with our counselor and there's an hour drive time and we can't afford to pay a sitter. She's an answer to a prayer.
T is my YW president and knows a little bit about what's going on. My bishop and I felt it best that she know what's going on. She has never pryed. She's asked how I'm doing and has been very understanding of me not being at activities and not being able to attend girls camp. She's been wonderful. Since Januay we've become pretty good friends. Yesterday we vented about kids, the heat, talked about our deliveries (she's expecting her 3rd) and then she asked how I'm doing. I cried. I've cried a lot this week. I told her that I'm having a hard time and am just overwhelmed with everything. She didn't ask for details, she didn't even ask what was going on. All she said was, "you know where I live! I am here if you need to chat and you can bring your kids to me whenever you need a break."
J is going through something similar, yet very different. She was talking to me about feeling alone and I cried. I told her everything and we cried together and we talked for an hour. It was so refreshing! It was so nice to talk to someone else who gets it. We talked about being so bugged when people call and complain to us about not being able to buy a new shirt, or that their 4 wheeler broke down, or that they had to cut their disneyland vacation to 3 days instead of 4 because of the rain. I DON'T CARE!!! My husband is a porn addict, has cheated on me and is now trying to decide if he wants me or if he wants a different life! We also talked about our perspectives. I am no longer mad or offended if someone doesn't say hi or if they are very difficult to get to know or even just plain rude. I don't know their story! I don't know if they lost a child and that it scarred them, I don't know if their husband is mean and abusive, or if they just found out their husband cheated on them. I don't know anyone's story and because of my experiences (as crappy as they are) I am able to be more tolerant of others (unless their main problem in life is disneyland)!
I haven't shared my story with a SOUL!!! NOT 1 PERSON! Well, other than our bishop and our counselor. So, I've felt very alone and have had to pretend to everyone that my life is fine and perfect and that nothing is wrong. It's very tiring. It has worn me out. It is so nice to have people who know. Not so I can bash my husband to them (I am not a beleiver in husband bashing) but just to have a sitter for counseling, or to have a place to take my kids if I'm having a break down.
I am really surrounded by good women and I am grateful to my Heavenly Father for them.
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