Sunday I was back on plan food wise... but still feeling pretty yucky. After church, I literally barricaded myself in my room away from my kids. My daughter had to find her own ride to her meeting... they had to get their own meals... handle their own arguments. I was done with it. I was empty. It was was a low day.
But today is fresh and I'm wiping my eyes and looking out at the overcast sky. I am going to count my blessings and pull myself out of this funk, or pray myself out I should say. There you've got it... the ugly truth about my weekend. So many people have harder trials than mine. I just read about a fellow blogger, Michele who's home burned down. I cannot imagine! I have nothing to really complain about compared to that! So many others have huge struggles. I need to count my blessings. Life is good!