World peace

It's been a tough couple of days. With the whole "truth-be-told", looming divorce, unemployment and mother in law cancer situation, it's been tough. Understatement.

But things are looking up. I actually felt a feeling! Other than pity. I felt hopeful. And somehow it made me a little excited and happy. I don't know exactly what brought the feeling on, but being able to hold my husband and cry on his shoulder without wanting to stab him in the back with a bread knife was, well, warming. All fuzzy and amazing.

I felt relieved and free. Suddenly all the horrible stuff that happened the last 9 years lay in a sad pile out in the open and it wasn't scary anymore. It was just stuff. That I can now, bucket by bucket carry out the door to be driven away by the trash truck. There is nothing in that pile that I can still use.

Now, my only wish is to stay sober and my only hope is that my husband will not tread through the dirt and step it back into the house before the trash truck comes.

My friend send me an email questionnaire yesterday and one of the questions was:

If the answer is "world peace" what is the Question:
My answer: "If every person on earth could forgive all who sinned against them, what would the result be?"

I might not be able to orchestrate world peace, but I think I am well on my way to maneuvering it on my planet.