Weary Heart

Father's Day weekend was hard for me this year.  I'm not even sure why.  I do miss my Grandpa so much, but that wasn't it.  My mil's birthday would have been yesterday, and I still miss her.  That wasn't it either.  My family was together, husband and my two sons.  Our brunch was wonderful, and we had a really nice time.  I just can't put my finger on it.

Do you ever just slip into a "blue funk" for no apparent reason?  I'd love to write something cheery and entertaining, but it's just not there.  Mahalia just came on... "Trouble of the World"... I have to say that's not cheering me up.  The songs come up randomly, and this one just happened to fit my state of mind today.  "I want to see my mother... going home to live with God..."   *Sigh*  I don't want to "go home" to see my mother, father... any of my loved ones... not today.  Not anytime soon.  I love this life.  I love my family and my friends.  I just wish I were seeing more of my prayers answered... well, answered the way I wanted.  So many people suffering with illness, job loss, sorrows...

I guess I have a weary heart.  I know tomorrow will be better... this evening may even be better!  I'll leave you with these thoughts...

"Life was meant to be lived, and curiosity must be kept alive.

One must never, for whatever reason, turn his back on life."

~~ Eleanor Roosevelt

"Though no one can go back and make a brand new start, 

anyone can start from now and make a brand new ending."  

~ Anonymous

and when I get weary, I remember...

 The joy of the Lord is your strength.

~ Nehemiah 8:10