Sick and Tired

Ugh. I really hate winter. I need to move somewhere where it is warm and sunny all year round, and the temperature barely dips below 60 degrees. Every year, about this time, I have just had ENOUGH of the cold and the wet. It has sunk down deep into my bones and I just can't get warm enough! I can't even get outside to run or play because the ground is so darn mushy!

This last weekend was SO beautiful, but now Marcy (the weather girl) is telling me that it's going to snow later this week!

And you know what else? I am tired of mean people. Sometimes the world is such an ugly place. When people are mean to kids, or animals, or kids... I really have a problem with people who are cruel to kids. And I see it a lot. And it makes me sick. And tired.

I knew teaching would be hard. I expected it to test my patience. I didn't expect it to test my strength. Sometimes, i just don't know if I have enough love to give them all in the forty-five minutes I have them to last them the rest of the day, or through the weekend.

On Sunday, we were coming back from church (and I was already pretty sick with a head cold, so that didn't help any) and there in the road, in the sunshine, was a little puppy that had been hit by a car. And I almost started legitimately crying... and Adam told me not to worry, God loves that puppy and he is probably in heaven, that God loves all animals because he made them. Honestly, that's about all that pacified me in the moment.

But what I didn't want to tell him is that I wasn't so much crying because the puppy was dead... it's more that sometimes the world has so MANY dead puppies and hurting children that it's overwhelming to me. And some days, I am just sick and tired, and I need to know that my Heavenly Father loves them all where I've missed them, and that is what my husband is so wonderful to remind me of!