u/Independent_Act_8536

Reading Proverbs 19:21, "Man proposes, but God disposes."

I'd appreciate any teaching you may have explaining this verse.

Thanks. Enjoy your day!♡

I just watched The Relic movie after reading the book. It was really disappointing. A horror movie, okay. But it just lacked all the richness of the book's plot. It couldn't be helped since the movie plot had to be shortened to keep it under 2 hours.

The funny thing is - I had seen the movie when it first came out and loved it! That was many years before discovering the Pendergast series. Which I started during Covid in 2020.

So. After having migraines most of my life, I finally got to see a neurologist. She put me on Qulipta. After a few weeks to a month, pain has been reduced by 3/4! It is such a relief to be able to make plans with a friend and not have to cancel! I'm sort of in shock over it!

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Also, something weird is happening. All of a sudden, I'm thinking of things and getting insights about my life that somehow I couldn't get before. Because my brain was constantly trying just to overcome the pain!

Hi - I'm looking for some old favorites meals that my Mom used to make. She passed away about 28 years ago.

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One was called Beef Mexicana with cornbread. It was a ground beef recipe, tomato-y, chili powder, and canned corn, served over white rice. She had me make cornbread for a side.

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The other was called Salmon Puff. It was sort of like a souffle but more solid. She used canned salmon. I'm not sure of the seasonings.

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These were both delicious & sentimental to me. I've searched online and can't find similar. I'd appreciate any help replicating these!

Hi. I just came on tonight because I'm looking for some hope. I just ate snacks. A lot of them. I wasn't even hungry because I had a good supper. I feel so helpless. Like I'm caught up. It's stress lately. Worrying about things. It helps to read about people who've actually had victory over these things.

Years ago, I was unhappy and struggling. There was a church outside of a nearby town that did "prophetic counseling". You could give a donation or not. They were booked up pretty solid. So I decided to try it. Once and done.

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When my day came, I walked in confidently in a dress, crossing my legs. A mature 30-something young woman.The counselor looked at me. She said, "You perform very well." I asked what she meant, and she explained that she saw me curled up tightly, sitting on the floor, against the wall, in the corner. I started to cry as my walls broke.

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She didn't know this, but I had been molested by my Dad from a young age. It was very confusing to me because he took care of me alot.

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I never saw her again.

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That was the beginning of my inner healing journey.

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Wow! I can't believe that I almost went through a whole day without peanut butter!

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Well here's a good snack for me - peanut butter on wholegrain toast with a stripe of Nutella as a sweet. Fairlife skim milk on the side to wash it down! Good enough for me! (Sorry I dont know how to make the picture a jpeg)

Hi. I'm a retired empty-nester lady looking for other occasional platonic female friendship in the Mount Joy-Elizabethtown area. Liberal politically.

I feel so rejected by my adult daughter who I visited. Usually she says that she and her boyfriend will want to have me live with them someday. After they save money and buy a place. She said some of that this time, but also that she'd wanted to get away from me and be independent for the last 10 years. She's the last family I have.

I feel unloved and despairing. i have learning disability, depression and anxiety. I hardly ever get to see her because she lives in the next state and has a heavy work and commute schedule. So when hurtful things are said, it sticks with me. I only have one good friend that I hardly ever see. I have been just trying to maintain and hold on until we could be like family again. Maybe live in an efficiency in her garage. He lives with his mom yet and I'm jealous that she gets to have her son around. It hurts so bad!

Hi! I'm in my late 60's. The hair under my arms has gotten very fine. When I shave, it's not even stiff enough to be shaved. I have a few hairs that are 1-2" long! I don't feel safe just trying to cut them with scissors. What should I do?

I really enjoy seeing McCauley Culkin on the Royal Kingdom commercials! The reason is because he sets such a good example by demonstrating cleaning, cooking, and referring to his wife as "my queen." Young men need to see a man taking care of things like this!

Especially as he's an actor and could probably pay someone to cook and clean. Thanks so much McCauley! I hope my daughter's future husband does those caring tasks!♡

I was sitting alone in my pajamas, drinking coffee and watching Courage the Cowardly Dog. Trying to cheer up. Mother's Day. Down because I wouldn't get to see my daughter (in another state) for a few weeks. Thinking I should go out but not dressed.

I heard a voice outside my 2nd floor apartment call up the steps, "Hi D*****." I called out the window screen, "Hi M***." My landlord. I panicked because I wasn't dressed and it's 12:30 pm(He probably thought it was a safe time). He said, "I'm gonna take a look at these windows out here." A couple windows in my sunporch always slipped down. Without a screen up top, wasps could get in. I said, "Okay."

I quickly ran back to my bedroom & got dressed. Came back. He was gone. I said out loud, "Thank you, God, for my landlord helping me get dressed." Then laughed because I realized how weird that sounded. Like I was an elderly person, and he was a nurse or something. Lol.

Today I have an appointment at the local SS office. This has been a mess for about a year now. Here's what happened-

My ex died. I was told to claim survivors benefits from our abusive marriage which would've raised my SS income (68) by $1000. I earn $1036. Due to my disabilities I've never been able to earn much. Min wage last 12 years. No benefits or PTO for any job. No family help. Sounded good a thousand more?

After applying I realized that I'd lose over $1000 month in benefits. I'd have to buy insurance and go back to work. I'd need FT with benefits to take care of myself but since I couldn't get that in all the years I'd worked, it seemed overwhelming.

I withdrew my claim. The lady at SS shamed me over the phone, saying that it was bad that I wanted to keep benefits. I'm just trying to survive. My adult daughter had moved to another state 5 years ago for work, so I have to be very careful, with my learning disabilities, to keep track of bills.

Divorced 30 years now. Married 17. I wasn't allowed to have say over money while I was married because he said I was too dumb. I needed mobile Psych Rehab for 2 years weekly after I was able to get therapy. At $7.25/hour, I couldn't have come all this way with therapy and meds without Medicaid. If I claimed his benefits , I could easily lose my independence. I work hard to be independent.

So I saved the overpayment from Soc Sec, wrote them a check and they cashed it last Dec. My 1099 came. It didn't show repayment (~$7000). I asked for another & it was still wrong.

I called them on the phone. The lady said she couldn't take care of it and would have to email a special person. Then I got a letter saying that I OWED ~$7000!

I had to go to my bank and ask them for a print out of the check that Social Security had cashed. I finally got a face to face appointment locally today. My caseworker from the county BH/DS is going in with me in case I can't think straight. (social anxiety bad from abuse)My daughter advised me to just tell them the whole story. So that's what I plan.

My daughter filed an extension for me on income tax because I can't file with an incorrect 1099. That's another anxiety producer.

Thanks for letting me vent. I've been too anxious to make a therapist appointment. I really need to start again.

The first time I remember actually taking control of my thoughts, I was 7.

Background: I had a neighbor growing up from Switzerland. My friend & I used to knock at her door sometimes if we thought she was home. She'd give us milk and cookies and talk to us. Back then, we wandered all around the block. Our parents were cool with it. Anyway, Mrs. Garrells, the nice lady, went to Switzerland to visit family. She brought back a souvenir for each of us. Mine was a small book of accordion-folded picture postcards of her country on a keychain.

The next year, my Dad was transferred to another state, so we all moved. I had to leave my familiar friends and neighbors. My little brother was 2 and Mom had her hands full. I remember being outside alone in the lawn of the house that we rented for a year.

I had brought out the souvenir that Mrs. Garrells gave me. I put the key ring over my finger like a ring and held the little book in my closed hand. I was feeling sad but thought to myself - I wonder if some neighbor would see me and wonder what I had in my hand. I thought - I've had friends before and I will make friends here.

I still have that keychain-book in my jewelry box 60 years later.