Anybody remember this post? Yeah, me neither. Apparently, I wrote it in mid-October of last year and then promptly forgot about it. Which is weird, right? I had what I felt was a real spiritual encounter, a full-on revelation from God. I’d assumed that such a mind-blowing declaration of sobering truth would be accompanied by thunder and lightning and the appearance
“It interests me that, despite those who preceded us here, despite everything we’ve managed in science, we haven’t got a shred of information or understanding about what happens next.” – Norman Lear, creator of All in the Family and The Jeffersons (As told to Catherine Bradford and Gina Pell of TheWhatList.com) 300 years ago, I’d be dead already. Like, from plague,
A little over 4 years ago, I gave birth to a wee baby boy who kept me up nights with feeding… then teething… and, like any normal person, I mostly just suffered through it and complained a lot. Shortly thereafter, my friend, Curtis, and his wife, Neena, went through the same ordeal. The main difference? Curtis managed his time better.