What's really funny today is Emma lip sinc-ing to Les Miserables. Very hilarious. VERY dramatic. And when she got the Spanish cd in the Chick-fil-a kids meal, she said "I alweady Feak Fanish."
What's not really funny is me trying on about a million (ok 10) dresses and finding not a one that I like. Are there any cute dresses out there that don't either have a plunging neckline or make me look like an oompa loompa? (gene wilder not johnny depp, and btw, Alison, not so much.)
The answer is a resounding "no."
So I will go to the Easter Feast in something old. Unless the miraculous happens in about 2 days.
This easter feast. It's dinner on Saturday night. The guys have planned it. It is our take on the Lord's Supper, which traditionally has not been much of a celebration, or much more than a ritual. We are going to celebrate! We are going to sing and share and eat and be really happy about who He is and what He's done! I'm so excited about it!!
Bo and Bill are off on Friday. That's cool. We'll probably color easter eggs.
There are alot of depressed people out there. Old and young. Living in your neighborhood. Some of them have great reason to be, and some don't, but the misery is the same.
Having said that, I'm no therapist. But I see these people often. One thing I'm really grateful for is that I have enough experience with it now to NOT say to them- you should just choose to be happy, or think of your blessings, or chin up, or stiff upper lip, or pull yourself up by your bootstraps. I'm grateful that I have enough experience to joke with people about those things. To make them smile at the ridiculous notion that they could just will themselves to be happy.
And I'm grateful that I made it through. But I can't guarantee that they will. I can let them know that there is another side, and that I want them to reach it, and help them find the way to get there. But it's hard.
Life really is. I dare you to interview 10 random people and not find trouble. It's par for the course.
Does all this sound really pessimistic?
Can you deny it?
For me, it's even further reason to write stuff down. Remember the good. Mark the moments that are rich. Hold on to the Life you find. Secret the happiness away deep inside so you can recall it when you need it. Speak it over and over until it's planted in your heart. Stop and absorb the moment, and make it part of your history.
Oh, how rich the happiness is when it finally dawns after a long, cold night.
Thank you Lord. You are each one.
I'm really glad it's spring.