There have been too many spiders to kill this week especially since I am always called upon to kill them. I hate spiders.
Just found out that within the last month or so Mom has had a heartattack and her oxygen levels are below 66% every time she sleeps (sleep apnea). I'm telling you what it is at times like this that I must lean on the Lord for strength. On my own I would never make it.
This afternoon I came home and was making dinner all of the sudden water starts pouring out of the cabinet beneath the kitchen sink. It was a very big mess to clean up and now Dad has to fix the pipes again. We just changed them at Christmas time.
All of this has taught me something. Whoever said life is not a "Bed of Roses" was wrong. You see life is just like a bed of roses. There are plenty of beatiful things unfortunately in order to appreciate the beauty one must get through the thorns.
So one beautiful thing that happened this week is that I got to meet my Ethics teacher. It was a refreshing experience to speak with someone who has such a refreshing look at life.
4 comments:
Actually, Life is like a bowl of cherries and some days are just the pits.
I understand where you coming from girl. Sometimes I say Life is like abox of Chocolates yeah? :)No matter what smile and I know you can do that Girl. You are an Awesome Daughter.
Hey girl were you been? are you posting so updates about Heritage maybe some pictures? :)
so sorry i've been scarce i will start to post again soon and heritage pics and updates will be here.
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