Nov 30th, 2008
Eve on “it’s going to be okay.”
“It’s going to be okay.”
Chant it with me people, make it your mantra, because hopefully it will be okay, and it usually ends up being so.
I was despairing, and I don’t even know if that’s a word, but I’ll make it one because I was in despair for a few days…
I cried. I got in my car and played some extremely sappy music and cried my guts out. Because I knew no one could hear me.
My children went to a dear friends house, (it’s so nice to keep a few good friends around for such emergencies) my husband was home with the babe. He despaired (I’m making words up as I go) for a shorter time than me. He’s much better at rebounding.
Just another reason why I married him. (Although I didn’t know it at the time. I count my blessings every day I said yes to the boy/man.)
Anyhoo, meetings were made, people talked, issue’s were resolved. I wish that I could wave a magic wand and make everyone feel all the way better. I wish I was as calm and brave as my husband. I wish I could take the world onto my shoulders and come out with an attitude like his. He’s my hero.
My next question for the world is why do certain people, (and I’m not speaking of myself) get dumped on? Why does it seem to constantly pour on one person and not another? Is it considered a socialist attitude to wonder why bad luck and fortune don’t spread themselves out a little more evenly?
Good Enough

