Life sometimes isn't fair...

I couldn't help but think of attitudes this morning. Tom went to bed with an attitude of "I am tired of working". He said he wanted his turn in taking 4-5 months of work off. I felt his frustration and anger. I commented that he should get sick and almost die, like I did. (Like I had a choice in losing my job and having to find another one in that meat market out there after being very sick. That was not something I chose to do, because I loved my job. But I never told him this part). Just wanted him to vent as we all need to do often. And I wanted to be there for him. Life do has it's disappointments for sure. I thought of my children and their disappointments. That got discouraging real quick as I felt their pain as a mom that comes along with that. But I could see something really great and that there is HOPE in the journey because they as well as I have the power to think powerful 'Good thoughts'. There is Hope in hopeful thoughts.

Like Peter Pan in the movie 'HOOK'. The lost boys kept telling Peter that he needed to think 'happy thoughts' in order for him to fly! Even if you fall hard more times then you want and the ground doesn't seem to be getting softer, IT IS NOT AN OPTION to get our sorry BUTTOCKS OFF the sorry floor and keep trying to fly 'over our problems to get the bigger picture', unless you like living in MUCK! Fight the complaining and better yet KNOCK IT OFF our To Do List! GET OVER IT! (As my husband would tell me often!) I just never have the guts to tell him that same thing. hehe.

The clincher to the movie was Peter Pan's 'happy thoughts' were his good memories of his family... something he forgot.

I missed a very IMPORTANT weekend...

I missed a very important weekend with our other kids & grandkids in Utah County... that makes me sad. It was Jacob's surprise party (couldn't safely drive becuz I was exhausted to make that 2 hr. trip!) I worked hard most of the day doing construction clean up at Lani and Steve's new house that day thinking a contractor was coming in... I found out later, they canceled for a later time. *sighs* then Sunday my plans to go to April and Spencer's talk and cute lil' JJ's 1 yr. old party dissipated quickly. I was quickly trying to finish my church work to go, when a recent widow caught me after church and wanted me to spend time with her because she felt very lonely and felt she could talk to me. We spent time at her husband's gravesite and her home as she shared all her pictures on the wall of her family. She loved them so. She also shared with me that during her lifetime she lost several children, all about 5-6 mos premature. It was sad but I held her often and let her talk and cry. She also made a poem about them that she actually rescited to me about those little ones. I was extremely blessed to have been God's heart for her. I don't really know her but she chose me to share this with. My
sincerest prayers are with her. I hoped that I helped her... but it was too late to make the trip to Utah County. I feel very sad that I also missed what is important to my children. I'm sure they would've preferred me there to celebrate a day that was important to them. I believe God will extremely bless them for letting me be the arms for Him to hug this sweet sister who needed to feel them... I love you, my children (that includes their spouses big time) and my grandkids, too... ALL OF YOU!

It's Weigh In Time!

Get better Stephen! I needed to help Lani (Steve was very sick in bed this weekend) while she went to a recommend interview. Getting ready for the day, I hear underfoot, the lil' girls weighing themselves. 2 yr. old Amara stares at the scale Lily is on and says, "yup 42 pounds". 4 yr. old Lily stares even longer at the scale and reads Amara's weight, "wow, you are 40-10 pounds!" To make sure they repeated that 3 more times! Same results... aMaZiNg!