Don't get me wrong we have our "stuff" too, but for what ever reason the world has kinda just rose up and met me.
A lot of my prayers have gone out to people I have never even met, nor personally know. I've just been made aware of them and had a glimpse at the pain they are going through.
Reality begins to feel a little less "large". What are problems for us, everyday hurdles, don't seem so tall. Do you know what I mean?
I was writing a post over the weekend, about my struggle with depression.
I just don't feel like writing it at the present time. It's not that I'm ashamed or afraid or don't want to share, it's just, well, depression sucks and I've lived with it, through it, still have moments with it; so why would I want to give it more time then it actually deserves. OR why would I want to post about it, when clearly it is getting more then it's fair share of time?
I am trying to say that there is enough pain right now. I don't feel like adding to that. I'd rather add happy stuff, good stuff, GREAT stuff!
Except I don't have any great stuff right this second. (I actually giggled when I wrote that.)
What is good:
- Visiting with my Mom.
- Finding the perfect costume for my son.
- Getting to be a part of personal decision.
- My daughter getting excited about having her own bible and asking for my favorite verses.
- Lingering warmth from the sun.
- A dog that loves you even if the hair cut you gave her is a tad bit uneven.
- Finding a Caribou gift card stashed in your wallet and the balance left on it is exactly enough for a medium size of your favorite drink.
- Hearing that while us girls were out shopping, Father and son played football in the yard dressed in their Vikings jerseys.
- Enjoying the peace and quiet at home, and being completely content that doing laundry and cooking dinner really REALLY is enough for that day.