So, I'm trying to recover from that, but I did make it to Serena's 8th grade graduation today, so not all was lost.
I'm a little sick of being sick, tired of being tired, but I've got to believe this is all temporary....right?
Dear hubby hit it on the head the other night as I got close to maybe sounding a bit sorry for myself. He said, maybe this isn't about you at all. Maybe you're going through it for someone else. Simple as that. No long explanation. No long discussion. Nail on head.
Our trials may refine us, but maybe they're not always for us. Since it's not all about us in the first place. Sigh.
I guess I have nothing more to say then, right? At least not for tonight. I'm going to let that one marinate.
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I'd have to think about that too. In what way could I be suffering for the good of someone else. I see another blog post coming for my blog. Interesting thought and observation by Steve.
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