When you reflect on your life, it's tricky to pick the times when things were just perfect.
There probably aren't many of them.
I mean those times when life was without any problems, when everyone around you was happy, healthy, and prosperous. When you yourself felt that THIS was IT.
It's much easier, however, to remember the bad times, as they usually make much more of an impact on your life.
Of course it all depends on what sort of a person you are too and how you perceive life. You're either a positive happy-go-lucky chap, or one of those sad I-told-you-so-wo-is-me types.
I fall a bit in between the two.
This morning while driving back from grocery shopping with Boo in the back seat squirming in her wet diaper and not being happy at all, I thought about this, and realized that there were very few times that life was just perfect.
I guess you just have to stop trying to recall the good times, and dwell on those tiny moments when something or someone makes you smile.
Like Boo squealing with delight this morning when we drove parallel to a long freight train going about the same speed, about 20 feet to the right of us. She just loves trains. We drove like that for about 3 miles, after which the train veered off under a tunnel and towards downtown Cartersville. She clapped her hands when it was out of sight. Yeah! bye bye train!
The sheer happiness on a child's face like that warms your heart, and makes the big ugly world stand still for a moment.
Bugs saw her new lawyer yesterday. She got a few good straight answers to her questions.
It all comes down to the fact that she HAS sole custody....until...Daddy or his family try to make life tough and file for custody, something that, according to the lawyer would probably be avoided if she and the family can come to some sort of compromise and if she would allow the grand parents some visitation, showing some good faith. As far as Daddy goes, that all depends on how long he will be in jail, and how/when/if he comes out.
In the meantime, she can go where she pleases, she can even move to another state of she wants to.
She is having her will made up and her living will. The lawyer lady gave her a good deal too. So that went well.
Bugs was not feeling well yesterday, stress, fatigue, worry. Like I said the other day, she looks like a dish rag.
December 4 and 10 doctor's appointments. Still some issues to be resolved. Also a court date for Child Support...
I hope that after all that life will settle down for her for a while, she needs a breather.
In the meantime gasoline is down to $1.83 here, and I am down to 169 pounds! Yeehaww!
Boo is taking her nap, and I'm going to sit and knit for a while. Wheelie is in the garage, pulling a few more CDs to sell, we need to come up wit $1180 for the Home Owners Association fees, which are due December 31st.
It's gonna be a lean Christmas this year.
SGMKJ!
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I think there are people who hang on to the good memories, and there are those who just never let go of the bad ones.
The people that can't stop focusing on the bad memories are such downers. I stay away from them because they just bring me down. Yes, there are times to grieve, but people who end up living in that moment endlessly....I have to stay away from them.
I have a drama person in my immediate life at the moment at work and it's driving me nuts. My daughter fusses at me about how much I forget, but I think the fact is that I treasure the good stuff and just let the ordinary and bad stuff go as much as possible.
I so have lots of crap in my life, but you just can't dwell on it. You just have to keep focused and not let the crazies and the irritations of life get you. There are many good things even in the bad. I was blessed in so many ways by my cancer. I have had so many wonderful experiences as a result of the treatment and recovery. Bad stuff can actually have wonderful things hidden inside them, but you have to be willing to look and not spend so much time whining that you can't find them. You ahve a real positive aura. I can tell it sustains you. Hang on to it, even when you're not sure why. It's a saving grace that will help you in the most surprising moments.
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