this morning i was walking in the hot sun, dragging the little car behind me with emma in it, and fuming to myself.
the place i was going to has been getting on my nerves lately.
i thought about how i was feeling.
frustrated, angry, hopeless.
i decided that somehow, deep down inside, i was not going to allow these surface ripples to affect my joy.
i started to smile.
i began to be thankful.
i started to think good thoughts about the people i was mad at.
by the time i got there, i was feeling much better...and even managed some REAL smiles instead of the very determined ones i was putting on by faith. (or fake, not sure which.)
it was a good morning.
i didn't even mind when the spitting on the floor got reeeeeal close to my shoes.