I sure do like Mitt Romney and hope that he wins the coming elections. Here's to good people trying to do good things.
Happy Monday!
The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched - they must be felt with the heart. -Helen Keller
Monday, May 7, 2012
Wednesday, May 2, 2012
existing for one night
Tonight I feel lonely.
I'm not alone. I have family and friends all around me. My husband is sitting on the couch right next to me. Yet I feel lonely.
We went to our garden plot today and worked on fixing the drip tubes. There were a number of families all around us who knew each other and were visiting and laughing and having such a good time. Not one said hi to us or came and visited with us. Not that I shouldn't have done so myself, I was just struck with the thought that we don't have any friends in our ward or neighborhood.
In the three years that we have been in this ward, we have yet to meet more than five people in our ward that remember that we are in their ward.
I teach all day with high school students. We have fun and tease and laugh but it isn't like visiting with adults. I am the farthest possible classroom from the school and there are still teachers who don't know that I have taught at Alta High for six years.
I'm lonely. And tomorrow I will get over it and I will move on. But I think for tonight I will just let the loneliness exist.
I'm not alone. I have family and friends all around me. My husband is sitting on the couch right next to me. Yet I feel lonely.
We went to our garden plot today and worked on fixing the drip tubes. There were a number of families all around us who knew each other and were visiting and laughing and having such a good time. Not one said hi to us or came and visited with us. Not that I shouldn't have done so myself, I was just struck with the thought that we don't have any friends in our ward or neighborhood.
In the three years that we have been in this ward, we have yet to meet more than five people in our ward that remember that we are in their ward.
I teach all day with high school students. We have fun and tease and laugh but it isn't like visiting with adults. I am the farthest possible classroom from the school and there are still teachers who don't know that I have taught at Alta High for six years.
I'm lonely. And tomorrow I will get over it and I will move on. But I think for tonight I will just let the loneliness exist.
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