She looked at me, nodding her head, as if I was the only person in the world. Alone in a parking lot while night embraced our town, I felt the safety of being real as if the darkness was hiding me. We'd just emerged from a meeting for small group leaders, but I surely wasn't ready to emerge back into my life.
"I don't know how I got so busy," I told my young pastor's wife.
"I don't like living like this. I don't like having every hour of my day planned before I even step out of bed..."
Head on over to
My Freshly Brewed Life where I'm excited to be guest writing.
Barbie has put together a
collection of posts (two months worth!) on healthy living. Many of these guest bloggers focus on exercising, making good food choices, etc. Short on recipes? Her guests' have those, too.
Barbie's invited me to join the group, allowing me to balance out health by exploring how to set boundaries. An impromptu conversation one night six years ago has forever impacted how I view volunteering and serving and working diligently.
Thanks for being a part of this. Barbie thanks you, too! :)
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