Off with the bad

With the frustrating events from the past few days, I showered this morning with the dismal thought 'Why must we make each other sad?'
Either by disappointing each other. By being abrasive. Or simply not caring.

And I thought, how sad to raise Rayray to such brazen display of...dispassion.
Or rather, how sad for him to be raised by a jaded mom.

And as I came to work, I got a cookie. Chocolate chip. Keebler. And already, I knew this day God's going to show-off.

A cookie, sometimes it's all I need to realize that maybe I'm just looking at all the wrong things. Maybe I'm taking for granted the nice ones. Maybe I'm just thinking too much.

And as I let the day roll along, I got another surprise--a cute pair of blue caterpillar rubbery crocsy type of slippers a friend got for Rayray. She got them for him, for no reason at all.

Hah.

C'mon world, happify me. I'm ready.

(Thank you God.)