Another Day

I'm a journaler - hmm is that a real word ?  

To help sort through the chaos the past several years I've journaled.  I keep my notebooks for years sometimes and then out of the blue I decide to read through them all at once, get the shredder out and then poof their gone.  Out of sight - out of mind.

Sometimes my journal only lasts a few months.

Hey, it works for me.  

My journals aren't meant to be read by anyone else other than me and they aren't meant to be 'found' after I 'm gone.  People have their own lives to live, why in the world would they want to spend time reading my ramblings? : D

This journal I've kept open for anyone to read, maybe it will help someone, even if it's not a positive thing for someone - negative things help us all the time.  For example, people will look at someone else and say, thank God I'm don't look like her, or act like her, or have her disease or whatever and then they feel better about themselves.  I guess you could say then that something negative has helped that person.  Or maybe I might just help someone in a positive way - that would be great.  But either way if it helps read on - if not - count your blessings and move on.

Today, I'm not feeling well.  Don't know exactly what is causing my general blah feeling.  It might just be the heat wave that is fast approaching our fair city.  Woke up with a slight headache and my eyes feeling like cotton balls.  Plus my heart felt a little off.  I slept well, it was a very deep sleep with wild dreams.  My husband didn't sleep - at 2:30 he got up and then by 4:30 decided to go for a walk.

I took an Advil which I'm trying to cut back on.  With arthritis and a bad back I take too much of it but sometimes I need it to keep going. I think sometimes it affects my stomach.  

Hope the day turns around.  I know I am blessed in so many ways.  I shouldn't complain - God is surely watching over us : D