Tired and Happy

Those are the qualities that come to mind after our weekend. Actually after our week. Last week was one that was all over the place emotionally. Walking through the "valley of the shadow of death" along side my sister as she experienced the death of a friend; consoling my oldest daughter's tears after she received an angry email from a supposed friend; keeping all of the balls that are tossed my way into the air while Patrick travels again. After a week like that happens, I find myself absolutely exhausted. Add on top of that, many short nights of sleep and that is where the zombie part of this mama sets in. When I am this tired, I am forgetful, short-tempered, short-sighted, emotional, irrational, all of those things that I dislike about myself. But, it is a new week and even though the residue from last week's hardships is there, I also have great memories of the happy things that have been going on. Things like celebrating Marky's birthday, painting cabinets and giving an old dresser a makeover, getting my house cleaned by my sweet new angel-friend Sabrina, finding a beautiful dress on sale, watching chick flicks, reading a great book, starting a new Bible Study, doing some late-season gardening to get the yard ready for winter, Patrick arriving home on Saturday. Life is so full and even though some days are soggy with shed tears, the joy is there lurking around the corner. I just have to look for it. Now I'm off to pour a third cup of coffee so I can make it through the rest of the day. Maybe I'll try to get a nap in this afternoon too!!