Some days are diamonds some days are stones
Sometimes the hard times won’t leave me alone
Sometimes a cold wind blows a chill in my bones
Some days are diamonds some days are stones. – John Denver
I guess we’re all allowed to have a down day now and then. This one threw up every obstacle it could think of – in fact, there’s been a lot of that this week. It was a day of complete frustration – I felt like I was spinning my wheels in mud, getting nowhere. By the end of it I wanted to cry, but couldn’t find the wherewithal.
Tomorrow will be better. I’m counting on it! I need to find my feet again, and my focus.
The diamond in this day of stones was lunch with Stacy, a friend who, although we only see each other once a year, remains an important part of my life. She’s everything I’m not – a loving mother, devoted wife, loyal employee. Has this neat orderly life that is an island of normalcy in the crazy sea of life. I bounce around like a ping pong ball, wondering if I’ll ever be as settled and content as she is. Hoping that in my next life, I come back as her.
Anyway, it’s past my bedtime. Hopefully tomorrow the world will ooze a little more lovingkindness onto everyone around me – and spare a wee bit for me, as well.