I've been trying to write you a nice inspiring post about how brilliant my Sunbeams are, how they have changed me in just a few months, how challenging it is and yet how it so completely exemplifies everything I believe about Christianity.
Sunbeams are perfection.
However, I was up almost all night last night (two little teeth about to bust through). And we're out of bread. And I am reading a book I must finish (Handmaid's Tale, if you must know - what a strange little story).
So, I apologize.
Um ... here's a funny story:
Ok. Sorry. I can't actually think of any funny stories or communicate them in any way that won't come out sounding like my husband is a psychopath.
Tell me a funny story, why doncha?
5 Brilliant Bits of Inspiration:
Funny story...hum...I work in mental health, so there is no end to the quite amusing stories I have stockpiled. Here is one (please forgive me for yet another Hippa violation!) I have this one client..let's call her "crazy mary"..well, she has 4 kids, but only has one full time and one part of the time. Well, for the last 2 months, she has had two of them full time and she calls me up to say, and I quote "Lori, one person can only stand so much pressure. I can't do this no more, having two kids for 60 whole days! No other mother has been in this situation, they all got husbands and families to help them take care of their kids". And the funny part is that she was serious..I dont know what is going on here in the South, but the mental health issues are unparalleled;)
My hubby told me an entertaining little story yesterday.
At work he is the official keeper of the First Aid Kit. He's Red Cross CPR certified and has lots of experience doing first aid from his years with the Boy Scouts.
Friday a co-worker came up to him and asked for a Tampon from the first aid kit. Obviously, there wasn't one in there. After a bit of surprise, he helped her go around and ask women in the office for one. (He's great about everything like that). Later he laughed with his female co-workers that he hadn't learned that in the Boy Scouts!
Now feminine products are part of his official emergency kit. :)
LOL What a guy!!
I got one for you. This is one of my all-time favorites. My youngest son, Ben, was about 3 years old and I was having a tough day, and was exhausted and was lying on the couch, and he wanted to play and didn't want to take no for an answer. But I needed a break so I said to him, "Ben, honey, I'll play with you in a few minutes, but right now mommy needs a little space. Can you go in the kitchen please, to give mommy a little space?" And off he toddled to kitchen, and he was roaming around in there for a couple of minutes and he came back and held up his empty hands and said "can't find it" and I said "What can't you find, honey?" And he said "space." He had gone in the kitchen looking for some space to give to me. :-) And you know, right then, I didn't feel tired anymore. And I said, "come on over here Ben. I don't need that space anymore!"
Lori Ann, I say this with the best of intentions, but maybe you should consider a sabbatical or another direction in your profession if you are this upset about your clients. From the stories you tell, there seems to be way more frustration than enjoyment or fulfillment from them, and hey, life's too short to waste doing things that make us unhappy. It's like eating crappy food that tastes really bad (or has little taste at all).....why bother eating it if it's not worth the calories?
Surely God has a better plan for your talents, no?
Respectfully,
Catherine
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