I find that most days I am in a great mood. I find that most days I smile when I’m supposed to, without even thinking about it. I find that most days I can get out of bed, do my job, and be a good friend/wife/employee without much difficulty.
But then on some days the grief sneaks in. There are some days when smiling takes almost too much effort. There are some days when listening to someone complain about something trivial puts the weight of my world on my shoulders as I struggle to empathize with real world normal problems. There are some days when I am at work, and doing my job, but my heart is some where else and I feel sad and lost and frustrated and when I see someone approaching my office I’m filled with dread to have to “keep my chin up” for an entire conversation.
Most days I’m full of hope for the future. Most days I am confident that I am learning the lessons about patience, faith, and timing that God wants me to learn. But some days I am not so sure that I can even believe in something that allows so many people to suffer through so much pain and misery.
prayers appreciated, because today is a someday.