Some Days

You know how in life there are times when you can remember every day? Sometimes even every moment of every day? Pivotal times in your life or super fun times or super bad times even. I can remember several specific days of my mission. Certain moments of my wedding day are that way. And certain moments of my children's birth. The first moments that I saw each of my children. I can practically still feel the emotions of one very, very painful doctors visit and crying as I drove home. Some times are just like that.

My life lately is the exact opposite of those moments.

Time is just passing. Nothing is memorable. Nothing is special. So there's not really much to say about time as it just passes. My own voice is turning into the adults on Peanuts. "Wah wah wah wah wah wah."

*Ammended Later In The Day To Add:
Upon receipt of the first two responses to this blog post, it has occurred to me that this came off a little too "woe is me". I just really meant that nothing is going on. And, as I said two blog posts ago, that's OK. I admit, I am feeling a little melancholy today since I'm not really feeling well and Richard is out of town. I responded to this melancholy as I often do - by doing some service. It perked up my morning. But now I'm here in the afternoon with a crying baby, impatient kids, no plans for dinner, and a stuffy head, so the melancholy is back. I'll respond to this afternoon melancholy as I often do - with chocolate chip cookies after the kids go to bed.
I'm OK folks. Just living life.