it's strange for me to not waver in my faith - but to feel as though the floor is dropping out from under me at times. must be menopause, just that steady, uneasy sense that something's off kilter. someone told me once that i have a charism of faith - a gift from the Lord. i don't know what i'd do without Him, my closest friend and my God, my Father. the Holy Spirit's comfort is the only thing i can count on. i feel like Peter when he said (paraphrase mine) "where would i go, Lord? no one knows what You know, no one loves me like You do, and no one can pull me up from the depths, but You." they say this "hormonal fog" lifts, eventually... meanwhile, i'm wading through - one day at a time.