Thursday, November 12, 2009

I think I'll move to Australia...

Readers, today was a terrible horrible no good very bad day.

The news was mostly, well, grim.

It wasn't all bad. But plenty was. I really can't talk about it here.

We are all fine and healthy. Our family is strong.

The girls got fresh haircuts and Lily got her ears pierced. Again.

Usually I am a rock.

Today I am a puddle.

I think I'll move to Australia


Anonymous said...

"We are all fine and healthy. Our family is strong."

It sounds like what is important is intact. You shall over come. (That sounds like Travis.)

Amy said...

...some days are like that...

I'm sorry--I hope everything comes right again very soon.



Lisa said...

I do hope it all comes out well. So sorry you had that kind of day.
I do so love that book.

mgster said...

I'm so very sorry you had such a bad day! Thank God you are all well, however. Take care and hopefully things will be better tomorrow. :)

Bearly Sane said...

Hey Sara, you'd love it down here in Oz ... beautiful day in Melbourne, sun's shining, birds are singing and all is well with our world!
Hope tomorrow is better for you.

Cheryl said...

Hey kiddo, hope you're remembering to reach out and talking about things where it's safe.

Be gentle with yourself. I'm here and have had more than a fleeting relationship with grim. If you need to talk give a holler 603.498.4797.


Pom Pom said...

Your family endures. You tend them, you fight for them, you love them . . . you hurt, you suffer, you carry around your imperfect self. Everybody's everybody, huh?

Valerie + Madigan said...

Hi Sara, I will add you and your loved ones to my prayers.

Life is tough huh! Hold your babies and let them know they are loved.
In Admiration,
Valerie + Madigan

Anonymous said...

Some days are like that..even in Australia.

Jo said...

Hey Sarah, you can't think how that line falls flat when reading that particular book here in Australia. The Oz publishers therefore changed it to "I think I'll move to Timbuctoo." It just doesn't pack the same punch...bummer about your day. The only comfort is that good days seem so much better by comparison...