Today marks the 4th day of staying in a small apartment in a new city all day long whilst caring for a child who has a 103.5 degree fever. I’m not even going to bother making that sentence more concise. It’s been a long few days.
It’s lonely. It’s awful.
My husband attempts to cheer me with coffee and jokes. Then he announces, “You need people! That’s how God made you!” He calls several friends and invites them to take me out for ice cream. It sounds so desperate. Aren’t I stable enough to survive any circumstance? Haven’t I been able to find the flair in even the worst of situations?
I’m learning that I really do need people. I love community. And living with flair means knowing this so I don’t go crazy and wonder if I’m sinking back into despair when I’m alone for too long.
Journal: What are some things you need?