Just to warn you, i'm not exactly feeling all that creative, witty, or smart, and lucky for you not in a particularly good mood either. Note, this might be really awful so if you stop reading now, i really don't blame you...
Today was our first real day in France, we arrived in Nice yesterday, and not to sound at all ungrateful, which i want you to know i'm not, the city hasn't really impressed me. I have been to france before except i was in a different part, and even then i wasn't all that charmed, at least in comparison to the rest of europe.
Anywho, i didn't really do anything spectacular today...just to be certain, we walked...yup thats about it. i totally didn't mind as it was a nice break from having to plan or go anywhere...so...walking was pretty much the days event. The first half of the day i took off with my mom to go window shopping and my brother took off on his own and so did my dad. Later we met up for lunch and my bro and i split off and did some more of the same thing..except i felt the need to search for a crepe....after finally finding one, we walked some more..relatively aimlessly, and finally ended up back at the hotel, fancy huh?! yeah...after a little bit my parent came in and we went to dinner...hence..then reason for my mood...while at dinner my family sorta hit a nerve...nnot really by any fault of their own, and completely unintentionally. Nevertheless, the nerve was hit, and to be honest with you im pretty sure they don't even know they did it. Basically they just brought up something that to me has sorta become a sensitive subject, i suppose it bothered me because its something i've tried talking to them about but its like they just don't get it. God bless my family because i love them more than all the world, i can talk to them about everything, AND they put up with me...but this...this one thing...its like they don't take me seriously, or maybe its the magnitude they don't understand...who knows but from that point on i just wouldn't let myself enjoy the dinner, or the night, and at this point i REALLY don't feel like explaining myself to them...rather, i think, ill sit here and dwell on it some more..even though i really don't need to and probably shouldn't, and wish for a hug i won't be getting....tom. we leave for marseilles.
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"Do not withhold your mercy from me, O Lord; may your love and your truth always protect me. For troubles without number surround me; my sins have overtaken me, and I cannot see. They are more than the hairs of my head, and my heart fails within me. Be pleased, O Lord, to save me; O Lord, come quickly to help me." - Ps. 40:11-13
not to be cliche, but cliche's are... well, cliche for a reason. i'm praying for you friend. thanks for your honesty.
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