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Friday Update: 10/31/08

I’ve decided to boycott the news…well, the TV in general I suppose. I’m just so, so, SO sick of being bombarded with all the election who-ha, political put downs, economic woes, and general bad newsiness. I know times are tough, really tough, for a lot of people…but come on, is there no good in the world today? Is there nothing fun, exciting, happy, and bright to talk about? I don’t want to be uniformed, but I just can’t take all this black doomsday crap anymore!! I mean, who is it helping? What GOOD is it doing? We can all sit around whining and moaning about this and that, worrying about the unknowns which lie ahead of us, creating knots in our stomachs, tensions in our households, anger in our workplace, but WHY? What for? Why are we doing this to ourselves!?!? It isn’t going to help, or change a darn thing.
Honestly, I can see why so many other countries roll their eyes at Americans…we have so much to be thankful for and yet what are we doing to show it? I know there are people out there living full and happy lives, grateful for the simple things like shelter, good food, good health, friends, family and countless other blessings…but why do we not ever see it, hear about it on TV? Why is everything SO bleak!? So, I’m just done with that for now. I choose to be HAPPY – to stop and look around at all the blessings I have in MY life and be thankful for them. I can’t solve the world’s problems, I can’t fix all the issues in America, but what I can do is be grateful for my little piece of the puzzle, and do what I can to help…like charitable giving, supporting my church missionaries, and just spreading GOOD through my example. Imagine if we all did that…what would our world look like? Wouldn’t people stop and wonder what is different about you that you’re somehow managing to be happy in this time when everything around you is bleak? Wouldn’t it be great to step outside where it is sunny and 70 degrees and just take a full, deep breath of gratitude – for the day, for the sun, for the beautiful place we live, for the many, many things we so easily take for granted.
Tonight we are going up to Hope and Chad’s. Hope and I are going to take the kids trick-or-treating while the guys hang out…and I am going to love every minute of it. Time spent with family, laughing at the innocence and happiness that naturally spills out of kids all the time, enjoying the time together and relishing at how blessed I am to have a sister I am close with, whose husband and mine are truly like brothers, whose children are the apples of my eye and the loves of my heart, and I GET to spend time with them any time I please. What a blessing indeed!

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