This has been a heavy week. I have felt so much sadness for my friend and her family with the passing of their sweet baby. If there has been any silver lining in the gloom that accompanies such a tragedy- it is the hope they have radiated, the knowledge that they will be together as a family forever, the love we have all felt for them and for each other and the wake up call it has been for me in my own life. I have been sleep walking for over a month. I have not been happy. Sometimes it was hard to even think of something to post because I feel like I am supposed to be a positive person and I felt anything but. I couldn't even pin down the reason for all the gloom.
One night I laid in bed telling Thomas I was sorry that I wasn't ever happy anymore and while he helpfully suggested maybe it was just hormones (Ha. Thanks honey. Women love to hear that.) I told him I didn't know. It could have been the sloooow progress or lack of progress sometimes on the apartment, the broken van (fixed now), the broken shower (almost fixed now), teething cranky Asher, "assertive" toddlery Ambrose, the cold I had all week...etc. Probably a combination of it all mixed with something more I just couldn't put my finger on. I still don't know. It doesn't matter. We are blessed and life is so good. All of that is temporary and not that bad. Not at all.
This week has taught me that. This week has lifted my face and reminded me to take notice of all that is sweet in my life and there is so much sweetness it is overwhelming.
There is a sadness amongst our friends and in our hearts right now; but the sweetness of our lives: our families, our testimonies of the plan of salvation and life's everyday blessings are sustaining.