Wednesday, September 17, 2008

Thank God that's over

I am so glad that I will never again have a 39th birthday. It was a horrible day, and I'm glad I don't need to repeat it.

The summation? I'm not happy in my life right now. I have some pretty serious issues to work through, and I appreciate your prayers. Birthdays tend to magnify things, and yesterday everything seemed larger than life. I had a big old pity-fest.

Thank you so much to the friends and family members who tried to help me, who gave me love, who gave me gifts. I am appreciative, even if I couldn't be social and happy.

I have so much to be grateful for, and I am. Still, I'm struggling.

More therapy.

Tuesday, September 16, 2008

Happy birthday to me

39. Not a bad number at all. Every year, I greet my birthday with gratitude for being alive.

Still, I have the blues. I feel a deep sadness that I can not shake. It's not about my birthday, but it feels more pronounced on my birthday. I have so much to be grateful for, and I know that. Still, the sadness persists.

Never mind. Lots to do. Get Tessa to school, deliver the volunteer project to her teacher. Run home with Shep. Work on the book.

Another busy day.

Monday, September 15, 2008

Happy Birthday, Grandpa Goddard

My grandpa would have been 98 this year; he passed away in 99 at age 87.

I miss you, Grandpa.