New Year, new starts, blah,blah,blah. We got through Christmas with peace, and had lovely chats with family. Now, maybe it’s the lack of direction, nothing on the horizon, that’s bringing me down. Nothing to look forward to. Lockdown here until 17th January. No holiday houses to do, so not even frantic February to dread/ look forward to. I don’t even want to get back to writing, I’m struggling with the second part of my autobiography as it is.
It’s not often that I get down or lose hope. This afternoon, Dave and I had a look on the net at properties on Wales to see if the prices have gone down; there still seems to be properties about. I felt so low and wanted to cry. I love this place, but want to go. No sale in sight, its just a lost dream. Or is it safer to stay here, as this stupid bug is still storming around?
I know God has a plan, we are in his hands, I know I’m impatient. God, couldn’t we have just a little hint of the way forward? Many years ago, when we were waiting to be re-housed after the eviction, I went to look at a house to rent. On the way home, I cried to him, could you please do something so clear, that we know what to do? I was in a real dilemma. An hour later, we had a call offering us a brand new council house that became our family home. I could do with a bit of that now Lord.
So where's the snow? 
December 31, 2020 at 7:48 pm
Hang in there
Things work themslves out
Trust the process
Wait until most people have had the vaccination.
Op 31-12-2020 om 18:28 schreef So where’s the snow?: > WordPress.com > annarashbrook posted: “New Year, new starts, blah,blah,blah. We got > through Christmas with peace, and had lovely chats with family. Now, > maybe it’s the lack of direction, nothing on the horizon, that’s > bringing me down. Nothing to look forward to. Lockdown here until 17th > Janua” >
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