I had a long night last night. Longer than I have had in a few weeks. It did not end well. And it left me feeling battered mentally and emotionally this morning. I look a mess. I mean, my eyes are puffy and red and my hair did not want to cooperate this morning. I feel like shit. On my favorite day of the week no less. I woke up with so much on my my mind that I began to minister to myself. It is a love/hate type of thing. I get all up in my own business and try to face the truth. That can be good for breakthroughs, bad for my tear ducts. I made it to work safely. While at my desk, I look up to the T.V. monitor that hangs on the wall in front of me. And what comes on? A Smile Train commercial. Oh, you're not familiar? Google it. Here I am feeling like crap, ready to go home and crawl under the covers, or better yet, under the bed and a Smile Train commercial comes on. Hands down, nothing will make you feel more like a superficial, narcissistic asshole than the Smile Train commercial.
I hear you God. I get it. Count my blessings. Stop sweating the small stuff. I only give you what you can handle. Focus on the good and not the bad. I will pull myself together today. I will try to smile. I will hope and pray that the family portraits that I am taking this evening with my parents don't look like shit. The geniuses behind that commercial have succeeded in making me feel uncomfortable. It is in this discomfort that I shall grow. Here's to planting seeds and forming strong roots. I hear you God. I hear you.