The hurt we hide

I read the blog of a woman that could not conceive in her own womb but was pouring out gratitude for the woman who bore her adopted son.  I am so glad for the reminder that there are still some great things about our world such as this.  The love of a mother who knew that she could not give her baby the life he deserved and chose to have someone else fulfill his desires.  The love of a mother who adores the son that she has because of this birth mother. 

There is so much wrong on this earth; so much pain caused by others.  For myself, I know that I live in a very small corner that has rarely been trampled upon.  I have not fought for my life at the mercy of a gunman.  I have never been beaten by a man who claims to love me.  I have not had a trusted adult rape or molest me and rob me of a childhood.  I have not had my body taken over by cancer.  I have not endured the loss of a child or spouse.  I have not had to pick up the pieces after a broken marriage.

It's so easy to get wrapped up in our everyday lives and never consider that every single person we know has and hides hurt.  We ask, "How are you?" expecting the person to say they are fine.  Well, they aren't fine.  They may never tell you and you may never really ask, but it's there.  Every. Single. Person. Hurts.

The winds of change blow happy

It's been a while since I blogged last, but if I showed you my calendar, you would understand.  It feels like every other week I stretch myself beyond my limits.  But I survive...

I can't wait until the kids get out of school:)  My sister's pool should be finished for us to enjoy, we're getting free bowling tickets every week from AMF, and we'll actually have time to go to the library and chill out.  I've heard that FunQuest will have free admission Thursdays this summer--awesome!  I'm just hoping my job doesn't keep me from enjoying it.  A friend I go to lunch with laughs when I answer my business phone because she knows exactly what I'm going to say.  "Where are you going and What are you getting?"  I'll miss those lunches...

I will not be enjoying the brightness of the sun or breaking out into an instant sweat just for stepping outside.  I am truly thankful for air conditioning; I know I would have been miserable way back when women wore long sleeves even in summer while cooking over an extremely hot fire.  Not for me:) 

The last day of school will be here soon.  I only have to wait 19 days!!