Sometimes I don't like publishing a blog because I censor myself (not my language, I'm not a cuss-er, but . censor my thoughts and reactions.)
This post's for me. For the one day, when all the boys are grown, doing well, having their own family challenges, and I will realize it did all turn out. I had to force out the other post I made tonight. I really had to dig deep to think of anything light-hearted thing to write. And I sure couldn't think of one inspirational thing to write, which is all the more discouraging considering we just listened to general conference today.
We don't even have any conference worthy challenging stories to share.
I just feel BLAH. Discouraged, and worn.
I know I will feel better soon, but today was more dominated by teasing, fighting, meltdowns from procrastinated homework, tantrums (yes from teens) over grounded electronics, depressing looks in the mirror, to name a few of the negatives.
Sometimes you just can't have perspective in the moment.
I know the moment will pass, but it can sure be lame.
I really want to list all the blessings of the last two-weeks, and they are many, many, many, but my heart isn't in them.
That is not true.
It's my mind wallowing in the discouragment.
My heart is in the blessings, and still touched by the spirit felt from listening to God's prophets.
I look forward to posting again, with a refreshed perspective.
Good Night
Crazy with them, couldn't live without them. The happenings of all 4 Stanley boys (Dad included), as experience by wife and mom.
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