Nobody Likes Sad Songs

I feel like I’ve been getting soft whispers in my ear that I have not been paying attention to…so I got a pebble upside the head to remind me about what is important and what is not. I’ve been focusing on things that are not as important, making a mountain out of a mole hill. So, it is no surprise that a mountain appeared on the horizon, although luckily it wound up being more of a hill. Evan’s Crohn’s disease is a constant reminder to not take things for granted. It’s so easy to do, it seems. And while I think I do a fairly good job of keeping things in perspective, finding balance, and keeping my values in check, every once in a while something trivial will creep in and distract me. Sometimes those distractions are welcome ones, and sometimes it is best to just let them go. I am grateful for the unexpected trip home…the time with Evan, time with Camden, and time with Shanna. I am also grateful that I had the chance to watch Dad and Camden together…laughing, eating, talking. Blessings in disguise. Nobody likes sad songs, but sometimes the sad songs make us appreciate the happier ones.