Epiphanies generally leave me feeling quite stupid. Some shit should be obvious.
I firmly believe God puts us where He wants us and that the people along our path are placed there for a purpose.
Today I talked to my husband about how frustrated I was that I still felt so isolated, so alone.
I require a certain amount of solitude. I require much more to write.
God has made it very clear to me that I am supposed to write, something.
It struck me today that I am supposed to be solitary, for the moment at least, because I have work to do.