nodaybut2day

Today, as I fight with my worry about switching my daughter to a new daycare, as I try to repress my fear of what XAH will do/say about this change, as I struggle with my not-so-secret desire for XAH to disappear from my life as he did with his third wife and third son, and with my disappointment when he acts normal/polite this Sunday as he took DD, I remind myself that I need to hand myself over to my HP.

What is meant to happen in my life will happen, and through it, I will learn and grow. DD will be ok. I will be ok. Move along folks, there is no drama here.

Give it up for HP. What what. (ok I'm too white for that to sound gangsta enough).

wicked

try it in quebecois (sp?) hehehehe
i wanna ride on some big shiny rims, but as a middle-aged white women....well.

nodaybut2day

If I make an effort, I can sort of do the "West side" sign with my finger. Yo yo.

Great, now I keep imagining HP as rather large gangsta decked out in bling.

IamSaved

Just remember the words of our Glorious Father!

Matthew 19:26 (New International Version)

Jesus looked at them and said, "With man this is impossible, but with God all things are possible."

(((HUGS)))

FindingPeace1

aww yea! aww yea!
Giveitupgiveitup! uh huh! uh huh!

Jadmack25

I have sometimes felt as if my HP, wants to stress the fact He is there and for me to take my paws off and to take a back seat.

Other times I obviously have NOT been doing my part and He lets me have it from a great height, which makes me move in a hurry.

Think the girl in this just got a wake up call.

Hysteria

To all the previous posters/commenters. Thank you. I needed the chuckles. To the OP ((hug)) well done.

Let go, and let HP.