Nesting

So I have been back home a week now and it is so good to be home.

I am a nester. I am someone who has moved quite a bit in the last 6-7 years of my life. And as soon as I move in somewhere I immediately start to put up pictures and carve out my little niche in whatever space it is that I now inhabit at.

I have to feel comfortable and at home. I have realized how important it is to me to have that space that is mine. A place that is just somewhere where I can be quiet.

I have a crazy job, that I love. Work has been really crazy lately with normally three people handling our work load and now down to one, that one being me :)

Usually when I have a crazy hard day from working all day with kids that have been sexually abused I just work out or vedge or do something. But have not really been afforded that luxury as of late due to numerous crazy factors. Which has made me crazy :) As my roomie can attest too.

But in this time of stress and being stretched, I have realized how important it is to take care of myself. To carve out that moment if that is all I have for quietness where I can get refreshed from my Father who whispers in my ear, "you will be alright, we will make it through this, I promise. I have behind you, before you, and all around. I surround like light. I am your creator," and I take a deep breath and know that I am exactly where I am supposed to be, and I just take one step forward knowing that I am on the right path, even when the waves rage and crash around me.

I will make it. :)