TPA 70 Forgiveness
I love my folks. We talked and we were able to put things to rest. I'm grateful to God for my parents. I know a lot of people who hate their folks and I must be one of the lucky few who have good folks. I'm better now. Dad and I talked for almost two hours and it was wonderful to get stuff off our chests. Sometimes I feel like I'm a mess and my dad reminded me that my aunt saw me being saved from death before I was born. I should have died because the umbillical cord was pressed against my chest, choking me. My reminded me of something good that I'll have to explain sometime on here. I think I can move on with my healing with "The Artist's Way." Which is good because I'm behind. I think I'll read what I can today and go from there. I want to write more but I don't have much to say. Maybe I'll have more when I've played DnD with my friend's friends. I also need to set up that poster of Jesus reaching out to me. My dad uses it and it reminds him that Jesus still loves him even if his life is a mess. It's a good lesson. I did get one thing that was on my list, I read my friend's DND story. It's a summary of what's happened on our adventures. Reminds me of the historical documents I read when I was in college. There's no real flow to it and at one point the enemy armies are listed as "Red" and "Blue." They need names or were just here to hit stuff, not here for the story. Which is fine. I just wish there was more to the plot then "go hit something." That's a line from Skyrim, I'm surprised that popped in my head. I should play that again. Right now, I want to play some horror games to get some inspiration. Somteimes I spiral and I don't know what starts it, but exhaustion is usually what ends it.
This is beautiful, John. What an amazing comfort and awareness of knowing your place on earth is divinely purposed if not by a prophecy spoken before you were born and confirmed at, and by your birth. Wow.
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