Monday Meh

I will be completely honest, I have always hated Mondays and Mornings. I have never been accused of being a morning person.

We had lots to celebrate this past weekend. Saturday was my grandson's dinosaur birthday party with family and friends. Kourtney made delicious cakes, cookies and treats all around the dinosaur theme. Hard to believe Xander will be 3 later this week.

My birthday was yesterday and although David had already bought me a yarn shelf for my birthday, we went out for dinner to celebrate as well. It rained most of Sunday and looks like it will rain most of today as well. I try really hard not to let the rain get me down, but I do hate driving long distances in it.

I am not happy go lucky every day, nor do I have tons of energy every day. I do what I can, when I can and when I am able.

I was blessed over the weekend to hear from a former GS. Her mother had been my co-leader for a few of the early years when I was a leader here in Dickson and I have stayed in contact with most of the family over the years. Her mother passed away due to cancer and today would be Wanda's birthday if she was here with us on Earth.

Christina messaged me asking if I would like a bag of yarn they found in their mother's things. I was in tears as I answered that message, because I am honored to have been thought of and to have something that belonged to their mother. I hugged Christina tight yesterday in the rain when gave me the bag of yarn. Their family is never far from my thoughts. So Christina, Lauren or Rachel, if you read this, please know that I treasure the yarn and will make some great scarves or shawls from this bag of yarn. Love you all very much.

No, I do not have a lot, but I have enough and most of my family is nearby and doing well. My dad stood up to preach and teach Sunday School yesterday. He has not been able to do that since he fell in early June. My sister is expecting her third child (due in November) and doing well. My son and his family out in Utah are doing okay as Megan recovers from her surgery and I get to see them at least once a week thanks to Skype. Kaden and Abby like to tell me about their day or the latest silly thing their dad has done.

I am praying hard for an opportunity to change jobs, I keep applying and working toward doing a job that I am proud to have instead of one that I am mostly ashamed of.

We all have struggles, worries and things that get us down. Love each other, speak to each other with kindness and do your best (even if that is only sweeping up after a day at home).