Monday, March 7, 2011

Bear with me, please!

In November on a Sunday morning I received a text that rocked my world. I thought my life would never be happy again. Each day things seemed to get a little better (not perfect), but better. But every Sunday I dread the next text that tells me more bad news. The text didn't come, until yesterday (on a Sunday, no less)!

 Darn it all, more problems or just added problems. I was devastated again. Well all of this is causing some depression or just sadness to set in for me and one of mine. So I am adopting a project I read about. I hope you will bear with me as I start each day or as often as I can, to find one thing to be joyful about and blog it. It will be short, maybe just a photo, a quote I read or an experience I have, a tender mercy, whatever I feel like that day. This project is for me to find joy in the journey and maybe share some with you.

Yesterday: My youngest son gave me a blessing of comfort and reassurance of love from my Heavenly Father.

Today: My joy came when my eternal companion sent this email to me this morning.

Diane,
I just wanted to say Good Morning, but didn't want to Text you and wake you up, if you happened to go back to sleep.
Thanks for being my great support. I need you.
Love You

4 comments:

Jennie said...

I'm sorry you guys are going through this particular trial. I know it has been hard. Trials usually are and that sucks. I know suck isn't really a nice word, but it just fits. I hope this too shall pass - quickly! Can't wait to see where you find the joy. This will be a fun project. Oh, and too bad you guys are trying to hard to eat healthy. When I'm sad, I tend to self medicate with a 9x13 pan of brownies. :)

Shantel said...

That email made me cry. I need you. That is so wonderful! I hope things get better for you.

David and Amy said...

I'm looking forward to your daily dose of joy! I hope you will find your burden made easier (Matthew 11:28-30).

Stephanie said...

I love your joy project. I'm so glad you are getting good notes along with the bad ones. Can we do lunch soon? I think our email chain got hung up somewhere along the line.