I've had a rough week. I slipped into what my some call 'borrowing trouble'. We all have worries from time to time, but realistically we should examine them, determine if there is something we can do to create our desired outcome, pray and let go.
I mean no disrespect to those who feel differently, especially those who lost a loved one ten years ago. I suspect more than a few are like me though, and don't want to review the photos and news coverage again. No one old enough to have experienced the horror is likely to forget. Ever.
The news media, in my opinion, has been guilty for a long time of overdoing a story. We don't get a weather forecast of possible snow in January here in Michigan, we get WARNINGS! of SNOW!, perhaps 4-6 INCHES! Run Chicken Little! The sky is falling!! Do I think the stations are serious, humble and respectful in their programming for the anniversary of 9-11? Honestly, I think they are more concerned with out-doing one another.
But enough about that because it is all negative and that is what I am shaking off. Good news abounds, but we often overlook the value of small bits of good news and take medium size good news for granted.
Long time wonderful friends are in town from South Carolina and we spent yesterday afternoon with them. Good news for us. They are in Michigan to attend a wedding. Good news for everyone who loves the bride and groom.
We will be going to a birthday party for a niece's two year old son this afternoon. Good news (albeit loud news) for us.
I still enjoy learning new things and am learning more about HTML, CSS and photo manipulation. Probably only good news for me, but when I know enough to help someone else, it will be good for them too.
And last, but certainly not least, my constant source of good news and amusement is our grandson. How lucky we are that live close enough to both sons, and that one of them married a wonderful woman and together they have produced a child of many names. Peanut. Bug. Bean. Prince of Sweetness. And oh yeah, his given name, Colton. Here he is wearing the shirt that Grandpa picked out for him. The man who hates to shop.
The sun has peaked through the gray clouds as I near the end of this post. Another reason to be happy and an affirmation that I am doing the right thing by changing my focus.
Peace and joy to everyone!