One word

Just one of those days where you want to be having
fun but the rest of you wants the warmth of company.
Sitting in the car beside a friend, enjoying selves
with company still can say felt something missing.

Ah yes the joy. Place the smile on the face. Play the
ever encouraging friend. Finding that one piece of
hope inside every negative word. Turning around a
thought.

Before driving home we said our goodbyes, thanking
for the companionship and conversation. Now as
I drive home I am grateful for having friends who care.
I am also very grateful to go home. To rest and relax
because I still feel something missing.

What to do but pray to Jehovah. Then to close my
eyes for a nap. Ending all the tension built up inside.

So dear friend what do you do when a tension
migraine persistingly attacks your otherwise enjoyable
day? How do you cope?

Ah another walk clears the spirit and strengthens the
soul but the mind is heavy and clouded with fog. A
haze that is constant and pinching.

Yes sleep does have the best healing mechanisms but
still there is so much I have left to do this day. Only
had I not cried today. Had I not released all those
emotions and let go. Yet all that was good for me,
right? So how is it that I cannot see that? Hope. I
must remember hope.

Friend. I hope you will be patient with my moods
today. I even am having a rough way with them. I
still don't know what is missing but Jehovah will show
me soon enough.

Perhaps a word or two, to encourage to remind
of the changes that are good. Ah nodding softly, a yes.

A gift to see a smile outside. Yes. Indeed. A gift I
must present. So dear friend of mine. I hope that you
have learned a little of me. Have placed a thought of
me in your prayers for you are always in mine.

Take a moment and breathe the coolness of the
evening knocking on the door of the afternoon. One
breath with me.

Hope.