Thursday, September 20, 2007

mysterious ways



I have been feeling so boxed in by sadness, anxiety, stress, etc. lately. But here's the thing about boxes: sometimes there's a prize at the bottom! It may not be from Tiffany, but if it's sparkly and shines a bit, I'll accept it. Last night the prize was my first pack meeting -- something I was not particularly excited about, as cub scouts has struggled in our ward of late. But we had great attendance by both leaders and boys. The boys were so sweet and embarrassed and proud.

We had gathered around for cookies when the power went out. Out came the makeshift flashlights (cell phones) and we herded everyone to the parking lot; some kids cried, some were delighted. I don't know why that decidedly minor experience improved my mood, but it did. So I'm grateful.

3 comments:

prism said...

I've been feeling a bit like I keep slipping back into the waters of mild depression. It's the little treasures like that that get us through, isn't it? Simple, ordinary little miracles.

Patty O. said...

It amazes me how just when you think you can't handle anything else, some small thing happens to make life a bit more bearable. And it is always funny/peculiar what strange occurrences can cheer me up. Yesterday it was cleaning up pee off the bathroom floor. Am I sick or what? Actually, the reason it was happy was that Danny was actually sitting on the toilet when he peed. Despite the fact that none of the pee actually made it inside the toilet, this is a huge potty training breakthrough for us. He himself had run into the bathroom when he had to go. I am no longer consumed with images of him in Depends at his senior prom....

Kristi said...

I think sometimes all it takes it something out of the ordinary to make life a little more exciting again.