Thursday, August 7, 2008


As I struggle out loud, I just want you to know how much I appreciate your encouragement and wise words each time.

I know they are sincere.

I guess I wanted to say that because I am really not done talking about it and everything that goes along with it. Little did you know that my last post was a way for me to organize my thoughts and prepare for more.

Poor you!

Please don't feel obligated to comment every time in regards to my wallowing and whining. I am really not looking for sympathy over and over and over again! I hope it will never seem that way, although my secret fear is that is how it will be perceived. I think this is just my way of journaling myself through it all. I know I will look back one day and need to remember.

Why not journal privately? I am not sure. Maybe because so much of the time, despite some revelations here and there, I (we?) hide behind the window of this place. I share a lot, but some things get pushed back because that might be too real, too revealing, too ugly. I try to pretend that surely nobody is having it as rough as me and to put myself out there too much would reveal my greatest weaknesses. Probably some of the very same weaknesses one or two of you have.

That being said!


And everything else you can imagine might come with a town big enough for a Super Target!

It takes me 10 minutes to get from one end of the town to the other. And that's even when I hit a few red lights!

Oh, but we ARE getting a second Sonic in town. The cries of the people have been heard! Now, so many won't suffer through having to drive for their Sonic pleasure!

(eyes rolling)

Ok, I am not totally deprived of civilization here. I might be implying a slight exaggeration.

But I am not too far off the mark.

Just yesterday, while popping into a grocery store to pick up a few things, my kids and I experienced a true beef nightmare!

Nicely packaged, right before our very eyes, was a lovely assortment of....


I rest my case!



Anonymous said...

When we moved here, I felt the same way. "Why is everyone mean? Why will no one smile? Where are all the good churches? When will I have a friend? When will I ever laugh again? When will I get a Kroger, Walmart, Target near to me?" :)

It took a good 2-3 years and now I'm home and never want to leave. Think long-term and PROCESS. It's the only way to get through it!

Shannon said...

Now you just have to count your blessings and turn those cow hooves into a mooovelous meal! I can't imagine a better use for a crock-pot. I'm sure with a few days stewing in cream of mushroom soup and a bay leaf, you will have a delectable dish to delight your family's tastebuds.

And a second Sonic? The economy there must be isolated from the struggles we experience here in the big city. I bet it's Wal-Mart's fault that I can't find cow hooves in the freezer section. So stop wishing for a Target because that will just lead to a Walmart and the whole community will be divided over which neighborhood has to put up with all of the traffic, noise, and riff-raff.

See, you are in heaven and just didn't know it! (I hope you are snickering. Laughter is supposed to be the best medicine and it is sooo much more fun than crying.)

Jennifer H. said...

We MISS YOU, too! Please don't make anything with cow hooves! Ewww.

Cyndy said...

I am emailing you the best, most absolutely delectable recipe for cow hooves. It tastes just like chicken!!!!

You do know I was kidding about the recipe, right? Just go drown your sadness with a Sonic cherry-limeade. You'd be amazed at how much better you'll feel.