Last night I was standing in the bathroom brushing my teeth, etc. when I heard the twins talking to Dad who had just gotten home from playing racket ball. They were arguing over who got to tell Dad a story about something that happened.
Allison: Dad! Today, two-
Sarah: Let me tell!
Allison: No, I'm telling!
Sarah: Two boys were-
Allison: Let me tell!
Sarah: No, I'm telling!
Allison and Sarah: I'm telling!
Allison: Two teenage boys-
Sarah: I'm telling! Two teenage boys-
I never heard what the story was, I think Dad stopped them and decided hearing the story was not worth the effort. (something like: "work it out and tell me the story tomorrow.")
I am so blessed! I am so happy! I just wish I could share my happiness with others, so they could have it too. What can I do to share all that I have with you? How can you understand how happy I am? Sometimes when I read your sad posts I read, shake my head, wondering, and hoping I can help you see how I am so joyful, and help you to be joyful, too.
The Lord has blessed me greatly, I will praise His name. Could I praise God if didn't have all I do? I think I could... I pray I could.
What else can I say? I am so blessed! The Lord giveth and the Lord taketh away. God is very good.
A couple hours later
I was baking cookies and I went out to the garage to where Katie, Nathan, Allison, and Sarah were playing (actually still are playing) and I saw Allison there with her bit of cookie dough. Nathan grabbed her hand and made her drop some of the cookie dough and so Katie, Nathan and Allison all went inside to help Allison get more dough. I went out side. I heard some crying. There's Sarah, bound up in jump ropes, scarves and rope, tied to a tree. Crying. Katie came outside and began to sheepishly untie her (putting all the blame, of course, on Nathan).
Ahh, I love my family.
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that is a sweet story.
i think we are still all like that we just civilize over it.
Okay Michaela, be happy, I visited your blog.
And, look it up in the dictionary.
oh please, mj knows what civilize means.
i'm in an ornary mood. only they didn't have that on myspace so i just put excited.
sometimes i want to study your home in a labortory to know what it is that produces such serenly happy people, so that we can mass produce it and give it away.
then it wouldn't be what it is anymore, though. do you agree, mj? it's like sam always says, a little death makes life more meaningful.
That's true.
I think about how we see people dying all the time in movies, and on the news, and even on video games, but we never really think about it.
Our mom might say something that we might consider annoying, but they're probably right.
And deaths normally only affect us if we are directly related to them. Think about when you hear that someone at church's dad or mom or grandpa died. How do you feel?
Okay, I know that's not necessicarily what you were saying, Em, I just wanted to point that out.
That's true about happy people, too. But I'm not perfect, or perfectly happy. It's just hard for me to be sorry for myself (or it's easy for me to be sorry for myself, but hard for it to really mean anything), because I'm so blessed. Does that make any sense?
*blinkblink*
i guess i didn't mean litteral death. just pain and trials and valleys, which makes joy and good times and mountaintops so much more meaningful.
i don't get it...
Yes Emily,
You are right, it wouldn't be the same. Don't worry, we're just the support group over here, to boost you back up when you feel low!
*whimper* i am so lost...
rotfl
I'm rofl, too. I didn't know I could confuse Em so much. I guess all I have to do is say a bunch of mumbo jumbo.
what I'm saying is I can feel sorry for myself when I don't get what I want, but I need to stop and count my blessings. It's a little clishe, but I think it's important to count your blessings sometimes.
Psh ya! Good point and better post MJ.
Sorry I don't have any thing els to say, I am beat and my brain is dead. Email some time ok?
Love you!
all good points, i just lost the flow of the conversation at some point. lol.
it's easy to confuse me, trust me.
at least i think it is...
Yes, it's time for a new post, now what topic? the sand in Oregon... the reason I like pronghorn antelope... my favorite ice cream flavor... the last time I jumped off a cliff.... have you ever climbed a pine tree......
I'll have to decide...
sorry, but just to make it clear, I meant: the last time I jumped off a cliff with a parachute...
:) Awesome post MJ!! I feel the same way!
Have mine been sounding sad? I guess it comes out sad sometimes. I'll try not to sound sad, k?
I have missed so much in the past couple of weeks!
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