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March 13, 2007
Under all of the little things and the big things in this last couple of weeks, there has been a constant stream of sadness in me, not without reason. I've done my normal things to overcome it, but today it feels as though I'm losing. And it's the kind that cripples my writing, that makes me want to hide when the phone rings, that makes me want to wear a t-shirt that says, "I don't want to talk about it." That's pretty good, actually, I think I may have that made.
So, all I have to offer is this: the YaYa Sister came out of her room yesterday, first thing in the morning, and walked over to where I was writing on the couch. Without further ado, she said, "Mama? Today can I choose Life?"Â
Talking about cereal, of course, but still. Mildly prophetic, no?
So, all I have to offer is this: the YaYa Sister came out of her room yesterday, first thing in the morning, and walked over to where I was writing on the couch. Without further ado, she said, "Mama? Today can I choose Life?"Â
Talking about cereal, of course, but still. Mildly prophetic, no?
Reader Comments (11)
Out of the mouths of Babes...That's what I'm always telling my kids, and had to remind myself just last night. LIFE is just a series of choices-
some choices bring the resulting life and blessing, some don't. It's the only area we realy have any power, huh?-how will I respond to this option or situation? Ya Ya is brilliant in her prophetic statement, and also in her choice of breakfast. Cinnamon Life is my favorite EVER! Hope the sadness receeds soon.
Just wanted to say I'm sorry you feel so blue... If it helps, remind yourself that Life has already chosen *you*. You're a special lady, Rae!
And here I've been craving Cap'n Crunch. Maybe that's where I've been going wrong?
Reading this made me feel sad. Hope things start to look better for you soon.
sunshine is on its way, you are an amazing momma,
life's not supposed to be easy, or else why would we be here? learning, growing,
yes she's very poetic,
I feel sad sometimes too, it's not easy being selfless and full of constant giving,
you are wonderful, and we all love you even when you're sad and don't want to talk about i t. . .
Last night the Girl was looking at the baby and enjoying her smiles when she she suddenly exclaimed, "mommy, I think she likes being alive."
It made me smile, and think.
I wish I could come and give you something that smells really good to take care of your hard working hands and feet.
Remember how when you used to be upset you would scribble Jesus loves me on a napkin and look at it to help you feel better? It's still true. and I love you too.
Can I choose Life too?
Sending you love and laughter... your writing and your blog and your photos have brought light into my life.
Light, love and laughter to you.
Thanks for being real with us, your readers. {{{}}}
And, WOW, on the Life question! Yes, prophetic.
All she did was ask for cereal, you're the one who made it prophetic looking for a way out of your sadness. Good for you!
O man, I could have written this! (Except for the fact that I'm not the writer you are.) How many days/weeks I have that play out like the one you described. Yes, I choose Life.