So, even when at peace, some things just stink. Like (1) bad dreams that seem to stay with you all day, making your heart heavy; (2) google panic (mamas you know what I mean!); and (3) sitting with sweet Sammie B and her puzzle tonight, and asking her to put it together. She could not get the pieces to fit exactly in their respective holes (its a big wooden puzzle), but when I asked her to show ME where each piece went, she showed me. Without even looking at the puzzle. So, I realize that she knows EXACTLY where each piece goes (by memory no less), but her eyes or hands or both just won't cooperate in putting them there. And that made my heart sad. Because it must be so frustrating for her. So, yeah, that stinks. And just for tonight, I'm letting myself feel sad about these things that stink.
Tomorrow, however, is a new day.