Have Hope

I am writing this on the lovely day of July 24th, laying on my teal colored sheets, my shades down, my room dark and only sorta cool. I haven't been up to much the last few days. Finally unpacked yesterday and got my closet organized. I bought a blue thing that hangs in my closet and holds neatly folded up clothes(for now). I took my closet curtains off and plan to use my pinkish tapestry as new curtains once I make holes in them for curtain rings and what not. I've watched a few disney movies and talked with my mom a lot. I never knew it could be so nice talking to her this much.

I've come to the realization that I really don't feel like talking to anyone. My mom and sisters sure... But anyone else I just don't feel like it. Nobody knows I'm home. My best friend will probably kill me when she reads this. But I just don't want to talk to anyone. I don't know when I'll feel like it. I don't know how to go about it. I don't know where to go to church. I don't know how to get there. I don't know where to work. I don't know how I'll get there. I don't know what I'm going to do with myself. The only thing I am clinging to is that my God has me in the palm of his hand and that he cares so deeply for me. He sees my tears, my sadness, my fears, and my questions. He is the only hope I can cling to. "I will always have hope" is tattooed on my back. It's a beautiful reminder to me that through the hard times I can have hope that my God will carry me through.