Jewells of Thought

Please don’t let friends pick up belts that aren’t belts is one of the greater lessons learned from this experience.

Once I had settled down… well I wasn’t settled down completely. Mom actually stayed in my room while I took a short bath to clean up for a while anyway. If I hadn’t had my clothes already out to put on that would have added a little bit of a different circumstance. However, I believe that’s what she did for me or I did to prepare for the bath.

This is back to before our supper and being on Facebook watching my Preacher and his updates on his trip. The moving belt had been swiftly taken outside and taken care of fortunately. Unfortunately, I watched it to make sure it was in fact dead. Mom left before I got out of my bath. So I hurriedly dried off and put new clothes on.

This is where I had to come back into the bedroom in order to go back out of my hallway to my door out of my room. I looked at the wall where my ledge and my in the wall space cabinets are on the bottom not far where the “S” was just less than 2 hours was something on my wall. I had to look a couple of times something just didn’t look right on the wall.

What did I know… I only nearly touched one of those creepy crawly things a short while earlier.

My mind was still reeling from earlier… I was absolutely paranoid. My memory still remembers seeing this ‘Nike’ sign on my wall where it had never been before… ever. When it finally registered it was like I couldn’t speak my mouth couldn’t work. I couldn’t move or speak for I don’t know how long. Finally my squeaky voice finally came out and I screamed and screamed cause I was not moving anywhere near that thing and it was right on my way out of my room.

How in the crap does this happen… 2 of them in less than a few hours from each other coming out of hiding? This has never… ever happened to us or me… I was livid.

Freaking out was an understatement. I was ready to move into a Hotel. This was way too much for my frazzled nerves for one afternoon. Both of them were 6 feet long black with some brown coloring. How did they get in and how long were they there? My goodness if any of the girls had been in my room if they had come out earlier so many questions and fears compounded my brain.

Therefore Dad’s Zanax… for the evening. Seriously, how do you cope with one of your greatest fears?

Watching my Preacher with his son having the ultimate Father Son trip to Israel was a bit calming. It also reminded me to say the name of Jesus and my fears and doubts could fall away. Jesus is light he squelches darkness so that evening I made a decision. I needed to sleep in my bed not touched by either of them from what I had seen that day and I left my door open in case I needed to scream once more.

Light like Christ and the medicine gave me the ability to sleep due to emotional exhaustion.

Have you experienced anything traumatic like this?