I have been planning to write a little about how odd life can be.
And how I believe some things happen for a reason, but that reason doesn't have to be due to God. Or to have an opportunity to share the gospel or strengthen my testimony. Maybe just to learn something about myself, how I respond a situation. Perhaps to appreciate life more - what I have.
With that said, it's hard to say that some tragedies happen for a reason - some are just devastating to a person and family.
But, in the same vein, not everything happens for a reason - like when my car was totaled a week after I bought a brand new tire. $100 - used for a week - no real reason (that I can surmise) for that. (This was eight years ago, but I'm still a little perplexed by it. Sometimes it's clear that shit just happens).
Yet - life has been kicking my ass lately. Not in a bad way - it's just hectic. I think my son has pink eye. His eye looked a little pink, but I decided to try and possibly take him to the local storytime anyway. On the way, we stopped by the pharmacy. I asked the pharmacists what they thought - and in the florescent light - I realized, yup, that looks like goop on my son's eye. He's completely contagious. The pharmacist agreed that we would probably need to take him to the doctor.
So - I get to drive my son home, instead of to the library. He's really upset and disappointed. How do you explain to a two and a half year old that they are sick, contagious and will get other people sick? It's a difficult concept to master - when my son is thinking - I want to go out, play with the puzzles at the library and listen to stories. It's what we do on Thursday nights.
And my new job is going great - but is really taking up a lot of time. So - much less time to blog - which could be a good thing I think. By the time I get home, possibly go to the gym, the kids get to bed, miscellaneous chores are completed - I'm ready to pass out.