Pillow Talk

I have a Question.

Do we have too many choices?

For example...  our Dish TV offers more channels than we would ever have time to watch.  We stick with about half a dozen and the rest go to waste.  I don't watch much TV at all because I would be hard pressed to make a choice and I wouldn't know where to go with it!  Too many choices!

Another thing.  Diapers.  Going to the store to get diapers for the grand baby gives me stress.  I will stand in front of an entire wall filled with different brands, different sizes, different levels of dryness and comfort, night-time, day-time, pull ups, fresh scent,  blah-blah-blah.   First I feel faint.  Then I begin to sweat.  A lot.  What to do!!!  WAY TOO MANY CHOICES!

It's EVERYWHERE!  EVERYTHING!

Tonight I was faced with yet another anxiety filled decision.  In shopping for a new pillow at the Bon-Ton I was blown away by the CHOICES.  There is down.  Down alternative.  Feather. Foam. Memory foam. But those choices aren't what brought on my anxiety. No, no...  It was when I had to chose between:

** For those who sleep on their back
** For those who sleep on their side
** For those who sleep on their stomach

WHAT?  I sleep on my back, my side and my stomach.  So now what?

Needless to say, I came home without a pillow.   I am in need of a pillow consultant I suppose.

When did life get so complicated?

What If

If someone would have told me fourteen years ago that I'd soon be getting a divorce after 20 years of marriage I would have told them they were crazy.

Unbeknownst to my pre menopausal self, I'd soon be living on my own and entering into a journey that would take me out of my comfort zone and into the world of the unknown,  and I'd be struggling to make sense of it all...  But how was I to know this fourteen years ago?

 If someone would have said to me, 'You'll meet someone online who lives over 550 miles away and then you will marry him over a year later'...  I would have said, "yea... sure I will."

Who would have known I'd have a dog that I would actually be permitted to keep inside as a house pet??

If by chance, the future could have been predicted, and I was told...  'You'll endure many years of heartache as you watch your new husband go through a literal hell seeing his daughter be destroyed through parental alienation...'

Would I have even believed it?  Probably not.

If a crystal ball could have predicted the events of the last fourteen years of my life, I would have laughed and said, 'yea right... that'll happen!'

Three grandchildren have appeared in those fourteen years.   I can't imagine life without them, but fourteen years ago they did not exist.

Fourteen Christmases.  Fourteen winters, springs, summers, falls.  Fourteen years.  How can life change so much in fourteen years?

If someone would have told me fourteen years ago that I would own my own business and have my own blog...  I would have said, "I work in a sewing factory...  what do I know about running a business?  And what in the world is a blog?"

And I  never would have believed someone saying to me that I'd write a book about it all.  Seriously, me?  a book?

Isn't it funny how time slips away and life can change so drastically in just a decade and a half?

What were you doing fourteen years ago?  How has your life changed?

If you were wisked away in a time machine to a future place fourteen years from now, would you recognize who you had become?

If you could go back in time, fourteen years earlier, would your choices be the same going forward?

"Gracie's Diary," the book, is about life, choices, and a dog named Gracie who shares her perspective as each chapter ends.

It is being edited once again, and taking longer than expected but (hopefully) will be published early fall.

When I view my life then  (fourteen years ago that is) and look at where I am now, I know beyond the shadow of a doubt that God has petitioned me to write this book about my journey.

I still feel sad about what happened.  I dream about the little girl that became lost and then disappeared from our lives.

I think about choices.

I wonder...  what if...

 ...And I look at my life and thank God for where my journey has brought me.

...  and I count my blessings

If You Had You're Life To Do Over

 "If you had your life to do over again, 

is there anything you'd change?"

Cloud pics were taken about 9 yrs ago on my drive out to Indiana

A lot of people would respond to that question by saying they would not change a thing...  because their past is what made them who they are today.

Good answer, though it's not the one I'd pick for me.  I like who I am.  But I think I could be better and I could have made more of a positive impact on those around me, had I made better choices and done things differently.  

But yesterday is gone.  Now, I am working on today.  

AND TODAY I'M EXCITED!!!

I Got Mail.  It's what I've been waiting for.  
Now I can move on with...  I'm sorry. 
 (You know I'd tell you if I could)  

So, what do you think...  if you had your life to do over again would you do anything differently? 

Dear Diary,

I can't find..  a place for my bone...

that is safe...  

where she won't find it...

I dig and I dig and then I bury it under pillows and under blankets but she still finds it.  Then I look for a better place to hide it.

I dig frantically on Daddy's chair and she screams, "Gracie! No!" 

 When I finally get it hid exactly where I want it, I decide to un-bury it and eat it.  Mom says I am smart as a whip have issues. Gracie.