The Couch Chronicles...Continued

Dear Summer Vacation,      Well let me just start by saying, "Thanks."  Thanks for allowing me the time to learn so much about myself.  I knew a transformation in my life was coming but I had no idea I was going to get a jump start over the summer.  You know I believe that everything happens for a reason and I'm sure you know, my dear summer vacation, that I really cannot afford to have a breakdown during the school year.  So thank you for making sure most of my meltdown occurred during this restful and relaxing time of the year.  Funny, when I reflect on my life, most life changing events have happened during my summer vacation.        So here's a thought...Maybe I should work through my summer vacation...Nah!!!      Let me get back to bidding you adieu.   I'll miss you, without a doubt, I will miss you.  This must be what retirement feels like.  I'll have to ask ol' Henry.  What will I miss the most, you ask?  There is not one particular thing, so a

"God gives his hardest battles to his strongest soldiers..."       A friend of mine posted that phrase today and when I read it I thought, "Really?  Strongest huh?"  There are some days I believe that to be true and then there are other days I believe I'm paying a debt for the sins of my past.  Why?  Because I've been on the battle front for too long now.  In my mind I hear, "Retreat, retreat, retreat!"       I'm tired of fighting.  I want peace, tranquility and serenity.  I need to raise the white flag and nurse my wounds.  I'm sure I'll have scars.  The scars won't be visible to the human eye.  The scars from this battle will be like all the ot hers, seen and felt only by me.        Mother Teresa is quoted as saying, “I know God won't give me anything I can't handle. I just wish he didn't trust me so much.”  I suppose I should feel honored to be in God's army.  I should be grateful to be doing His work and letti