You guys know I love some good ol' happiness.
Now I'm talking about the kind of happiness that is translated as blessing and joy. That's the kind that comes from Jesus and can't be taken away.
Not the temporary fleeting kind that comes from chocolate, presents, or a good episode of FotC. I mean I enjoy that kind, but alas (alas! so Shakespearean!), it is only temporary and it can't sustain you.
Oh ugly selfishness has reared it's head and I am struggling.
Poor little Schyler is struggling, too. She just feels yuck and lonely and bored. She'll have a few good minutes of feeling okay then she's down for the count. And it's tough not having anyone else (other than mom) to play with and keep you company. She woke up a few times last night just crying asking me when she was ever going to feel better. It's just pitiful.
How awful. I know you came to me today for a good laugh and I brought you down instead. What a mean thing to do. Well, in my defense, I am a mean person, you know.
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Awww... that makes me sad for both of you! I hope she feels better soon. That's pitiful.
Poor schyler, she can come over anytime when she's up to it. Tell her that her fav piano teacher hopes she feels better soon!
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