My pastor and I shared a brief conversation on Sunday. I mentioned wanting a little sunshine. He responded that it had been raining so long that we were all growing moss. Four days later and we've had one day of sun, and the only thing I'm growing is miserable.
When I get into a funk like this, I try hard to be optimistic. I try to keep it to myself and not drag others down. It seems harder then ever to find the positive today. I'm blessed in so many ways. I have an amazing husband who is kind, gentle, supportive, all the best things. I return to a beautiful home every day. Work, while I'm going through a rough transition time is good. The dogs have been relatively easy to care for lately.
But for some reason I'm still overwhelmed by sadness and frustration. I don't know if it's because I want certain outcomes to be realized. I'm not sure if it's the rainy weather and the fact that I haven't enjoyed sunshine since Memorial day weekend. I am going to try and focus on the positives and hope that the sun comes out soon.
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