Much like the Cowboys hoping for a big win on their last night ever at Texas Stadium, I did a Christmas-y inspirational post last week hoping to lead the charge into positive enthusiasm despite mounting negativity and seasonal pessimism.
Later that day, my mom called to tell me she has breast cancer. Again.
Im not gonna go further into that one, as it is serious, and it's family, and I'm gonna keep it there.
I've been snapping at my wife for 2 days, and today while she works, I have diverted my attention to snapping at our kids.
Yesterday we spent the morning trying to drum up the spirit of Christmas past and present by going to see Santa and a million beautiful decorations, and it was nice despite a sickly and cranky son, and a daughter who lives in crippling fear of Santa eating cookies downstairs while she is cringing upstairs. But that was only 2 hours worth, then I was back to snapping.
And instead of forcing yet another upbeat post yesterday, I simply finished a How-To, and pushed the rest down inside.
Just cant seem to shake it today.
I love my kids with every ounce of my being, but today I cant stop yelling.
I love my wife, and hopefully my frustration shows her that I care as much as I say I do.
I miss my brothers and sisters.
I love Christmastime, but I'm having a hard time pushing past the hard stuff to make it amazing for my kids.
I'm worried about my mom.
Sorry, sometimes I come down. Thanks for listening. I promise I'll be back in spirit tomorrow for "MISSION: Monday"...hope you'll come see.
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