I just need a moment. I have been really, really patient. I have been as cheerful as possible. But, in the moment, I am tired of waiting. It's awful. I prayed as mass last night for the hope I need to get through this waiting. The first candle of the Advent wreath stands for hope. My hope is wearing thin. Extremely thin. I'm exhausted from this drama.
I'm keeping as busy as I can, but I just feel worn out.