It is crazy to me that others had this Exact experience! I seriously felt like I was the only one!! Bless my 80+ yr old parents who listened to me the whole time because I had no one else to talk too. I’m not a writer but I sure wish I would have journaled some stuff. Although just reading this takes me back to memories I don’t want to revisit. 😅 I screenshot this!! Thanks for sharing it!
It is crazy to me that others had this Exact experience! I seriously felt like I was the only one!! Bless my 80+ yr old parents who listened to me the whole time because I had no one else to talk too. I’m not a writer but I sure wish I would have journaled some stuff. Although just reading this takes me back to memories I don’t want to revisit. 😅 I screenshot this!! Thanks for sharing it!
Agreed on the journaling! Interesting anecdote: during my rare FB check on extended family and distant friends, I recall that many of the more liberal posted on the craziness (in a good way, of course) of lockdowns so that reminders would show up in future “remember when” … I suspect so that they could look back and chuckle at what we all endured “for the good of humanity.” Not a single remembrance has surfaced. Did I miss them, or are they now not viewing the tyranny in the same favorable light? IDK, but the difference is remarkable. Lots of new focus on F&F.
Good point, but they haven’t changed their profile picture. You know, the circle announcing they were vaxxed. At least I still know not to friend them! 😉
My journal—what I tell God— is revealing as I read what I wrote during the lockdown. I cycled between being scared, to confused, to aware, to angry—sort of pingpong balling through these phases. But as I wrote my concerns, my awareness of my sovereign God was constant. He did then, and still does now, hold His in the palm of His hand.
I spent a lot of time swimming. It was the only thing that kept me sane. At one point, I had to give up my local pool (once they opened again. Before that, we swam in the ocean) and swim elsewhere for several months because they were requiring the proof card.
I marched and protested the “vaccines” mandates and made a number of friends from that. Being able to chat with them has kept me sane. Also, both my husband and teen agree.
It is crazy to me that others had this Exact experience! I seriously felt like I was the only one!! Bless my 80+ yr old parents who listened to me the whole time because I had no one else to talk too. I’m not a writer but I sure wish I would have journaled some stuff. Although just reading this takes me back to memories I don’t want to revisit. 😅 I screenshot this!! Thanks for sharing it!
Agreed on the journaling! Interesting anecdote: during my rare FB check on extended family and distant friends, I recall that many of the more liberal posted on the craziness (in a good way, of course) of lockdowns so that reminders would show up in future “remember when” … I suspect so that they could look back and chuckle at what we all endured “for the good of humanity.” Not a single remembrance has surfaced. Did I miss them, or are they now not viewing the tyranny in the same favorable light? IDK, but the difference is remarkable. Lots of new focus on F&F.
Good point, but they haven’t changed their profile picture. You know, the circle announcing they were vaxxed. At least I still know not to friend them! 😉
Possibly still transitioning to their new fundamental transformation.
'Like' button stopped working again, but had to say 😂😁!
Mine too — and many more commented the same below!
YO SUBSTACK!! HEY!
Need a fix down here!!
It was my 80+ mom (dad passed in 2004) who has listened and listened and is STILL listening, bless her. ❤️
My “journal” is in screenshots and I need more gigs!
My journal—what I tell God— is revealing as I read what I wrote during the lockdown. I cycled between being scared, to confused, to aware, to angry—sort of pingpong balling through these phases. But as I wrote my concerns, my awareness of my sovereign God was constant. He did then, and still does now, hold His in the palm of His hand.
I spent a lot of time swimming. It was the only thing that kept me sane. At one point, I had to give up my local pool (once they opened again. Before that, we swam in the ocean) and swim elsewhere for several months because they were requiring the proof card.
💯 agree. That journal is a treasure!
⬆️ YES!!!
😂 📷
I marched and protested the “vaccines” mandates and made a number of friends from that. Being able to chat with them has kept me sane. Also, both my husband and teen agree.
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