blessings

*My man is still gone, but he calls and he stops by and I know he loves me. He's being honest with me and he's fighting to keep our family together.

*I know I am a daughter of God who loves me.

*An aquaintance (I'm too tired to spell check that) gave me the opportunity to take 2 photography/editing workshops at no charge. I learned a ton and loved it. I'm working on a portfolio/website and am thinking about starting a business. This will give me some freedom so when things are crappy I can decide whether to stay with my man and not have money be such a huge issue.

*I have a friend who is going through something similar and we have really bonded. She bought me a book, Out of the Ashes, and it is soooo good.

*I have my boys! My sons friend is dying of leukemia and his poor mom lost her husband to a heart problem last summer. and...she's 25, can't keep her apartment, and insurance isn't covering treatments....really, I don't have it that bad!

*I have a prescription for an anti depressant :)

I'm working on having a better attitude and looking for the blessings in my life.
It isn't chaning my situation at all, but sometimes it changes how I react.
Other times....I just need to be mad and pissed off.
But, today, I'm in a good place and can be grateful for my blessings.

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Marci said…
Love it! I think the only way to get through is to see the good. Some days it's honestly hard to find. But most days it's there. Hey, I want to know what the anti-depressant is you're taking:). I forgot what you told me it was. Also, I talked with my photography friend. Email me and I can give you her name! Good luck with it all.
August 27, 2010 at 6:03 AM
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