
I'm so fortunate to have blogger buddies (Jenny Matlock, Off On My Tangent; Unknown Mami; Half-Past Kissin' Time; and Mama Kat's Losin It) that sponsor weekly memes, so that I don't have to come up with a subject for a post. Even when someone has taken the time to suggest a topic, there are days when my tiny little brain just can't get around it. The past two weeks have been like that for me.
Could the cause be that it's the end of school...not only for two of my children, but for me, as well? There is something in the air that is not quite right. I'm like a sponge sometimes in that I absorb whatever feelings (good or bad) and whatever chaos (small or large) seem to be the flavor of the day. This sometimes helps me understand why others might be out of sorts. I don't always like it; in fact, sometimes I get downright mad about it. Then, I turn around and spit the bad feelings and chaos out to the nearest person. Have you ever had this happen, or am I, like, totally whacked?
It's days like this that I say or do something unusually inappropriate. Once it's out, I can't take it back, even whey I cry, "I want a do-over!" I had one of those days last week. After much soul-searching and recalling other inappropriate things I've done in my life, I've come to the conclusion that I could very well be whacked! I pray that it is just a phase (however long it has been) and that I'm going to grow out of it any day....
Then, I look at this angel, and I am convinced that even wackos can do good things.
In honor of our fallen military men and women, and their families, I offer my most heartfelt thanks and appreciation for your service to our country on this Memorial Day, and the days that follow.
(Skater photo by widelec.org)