I am not, for some reason that I can't fully explain, a big fan of holidays. I honestly don't know what the problem is, I suppose if I delved into my past, I might be able to figure out just what it is that makes me sad around Thanksgiving and Christmas time. Or maybe not.
I do have enough to be thankful for, I am blessed enough to be married to a wonderful and kind man, to have 3 beautiful daughters. They, in turn are fine young women, all making good in this world. The two are are mothers themselves are good moms, raising their children with love, discipline, and the knowledge that they will also take their places in society. I have a job I love, a church family that meets all of my spiritual needs, a comfortable home, enough food to eat, and friends that I can call on for social sustenance and just fun to be around.
So why do I feel like I am in a dark hole, with no end in sight?
skip to main |
skip to sidebar
No comments:
Post a Comment