The Promise of Spring

 It's another cold day here in Utah.  We've had some warm ones, some teasing of the promise of spring from mother nature.  But somehow the cold, bleak look in the sky fits my mood today.  Sometimes I just miss my old life.  I miss how things used to be.  I try to remind myself of the saying:  "Don't look back.  You are not going that way."  I know I have to keep going forward.  Keep trying to make each day better.  It's just so hard to feel like you have to start over from the bottom and build your life up again.  It really wears you down some days.

I don't like talking about my job, but I feel like it's important to mention it now.  When I had to make a job change at my age it was a hard thing to do.  I went to work where my husband had been working for a few of  years.  I'll admit the pay cut for both of us has been hard.  Really hard.  But the job we do has a way of soothing your soul.  It's funny how taking care of individuals who have mental and physical disabilities has a way of healing you.....making you appreciate the small things in life.  I can't tell you how many times I think "There but for the grace of God there go I."  I know these individuals we take care of are angels.  In their imperfect bodies are perfect souls.  I hope that someday I'm lucky enough to meet them in heaven. 

I'm going to make an effort to get back in the groove again and post more of my sewing and quilting projects.  Also more journaling of life and family.