I need to talk

I NEED TO TALK

I have a big problem. I have a need to talk—far too much. My husband gets tired of me; my friends get tired of me. I’ll have to take care that even my counselor doesn’t get tired of me.

I talk to God by writing prayers in my journal—often several times a day. I write emails—far too many I’ve been told.

There is so much to talk about. So much that needs to be said. Such a long life (70 years’ worth) of memories that I sometimes reflect on—a life from which I’ve learned and want to share with others.

What to do? I don’t want to lose friends over this. I don’t want my counselor—a person who I pay to listen—to think to himself “Here we go again.”  And my husband . . . my poor husband. A man who doesn’t even share my faith yet has to listen to me talk—too frequently—about God and how He has been showing Himself to me.

The answer, I believe, is to write a lot more, in my devotionals. There will be much for people to read. And hopefully lots of people to hear what I need to say. This way I’m hoping not to lose friends. Might I even gain some online friends?

Hopefully I won’t need to talk as much to husband and he will be a much happier man. And I will be a happier woman.