Don't You Love it When...

your kids are enjoying being together? In the few days that Aubrey has been home from college, I've seen all three kids being silly and having fun together. It warms my heart!

Don't You Hate It When...

you wake up in the middle of the night, after only a couple hours, and you can't get back to sleep? I know I do. Tonight I read for about an hour and a half--until I thought I was sufficiently sleepy enough. Nope, guess not. So then I thought I'd pull out the laptop--nobody's emailed me since I went to bed, and there's a "0" on my chat window in facebook. Not even the dog wants to be out of the warm bed to be with me. Guess I'll get back to my book...

I Have the Greatest Friends

I've known this for a long time, but sometimes (like the last 2 days) it hits me hard. Thanks for all your calls and comments--you guys are the BEST!

I certainly didn't write my last post so people would call me, but it has been a wonderful blessing to hear from you. I've been reminded so keenly that my friends really do care about me. Thank you for being a blessing to me--you are part of my abundance.

Not much has changed in the situations that are causing my "not-so-good" week, but I am hopeful that I will be able to face them with a good attitude--and with my supportive friends, I know I'll be OK.

Not a Good Week

I haven't posted a blog entry in a while because I've had a hard time being positive lately. So rather than whine and complain, I just chose to not say anything at all (well, at least here). It's all part of my trying to be more of a "glass half-full" kind of person. But even half-full people have crappy weeks. And this has been one of them. So I'm blogging anyway.

Sorrow would be the word I choose to summarize many of my feelings this week. I won't go into details, but my heart is aching for people around me. Even now, I find myself crying again just thinking about them.

Anxiety is another word that could be added to the summary of my week. I hate feeling this way, but until some situations are resolved, I'm afraid this feeling is here to stay. If any of you out there are "Monk" fans, and you watched the final episode this week, you'll remember this conversation between Adrian and Dr. Bell:

(paraphrased) I hate the great unknown, what's so great about it anyway?
Maybe it's the 'not-so-great' unknown

In a rare role reversal, Gary was saying how glad he is to see this year be gone, how it's just been one bad thing after another. And then I was the one to point out the good things of the year to him. If only I can keep this attitude for the next while, maybe I will feel better, despite my sorrow and anxiety.