I have thought about blogging for some time. I had my fair share of opinions about it: odd, geeky, those people must be board ... or maybe self centered. I do not really know what my opinion is currently though, however, I think blogging may become my new way of journaling and also keeping family and friends in Texas (and elsewhere) updated with our family.

Tonight as I sit here, I feel like I am thinking of a million things while also thinking of nothing at the very same time. I just came back from church and our weekly session of Financial Peace. I keep thinking of one thing that Dave Ramsey said in our session tonight. He was talking about how when we were in Kindergarten, we really wanted to be in first grade so we could learn how to read. But then once in first grade, we wanted to be a cool sixth grader. Once we got into the sixth grade, high school and driving sounded like fun. Then college .... then getting married and starting a family ... then college actually sounded better than changing dirty diapers.

That is a good description of my life. Although I do not really want to go back to college, and I enjoy this stage of my life, I feel like I am continually looking for what is next in life, not what I have right now. Tomorrow always sounds better than today.

Brad's mother is currently in the hospital. With doctors not knowing what is going on or really how contagious she is, I am home with Joanna. I have never experienced loosing a close family member, but when you start realizing that is a real possibility, life slows down.

I don't know why every day I wake up wanting tomorrow to come. I always think that tomorrow will bring a new job for Brad, extra income, new things, new answers ... I always think that tomorrow will bring positive things. There are negative things in life. They come just the same.

With good things .... we just want more. With bad things, we thank God for the good things that we have. For our health, safety, food, our home, our families and all the wonderful memories we have had with them. Why am I so attached to the good things? It seems like they continually pull me into wanting more and being discontent with what I have today. Why are the bad things so unwanted?

I am human. Simply put. I do not understand even the most simple things, like the sky, how high is it really? Or the ocean, can anyone even measure it? Bad things just sound .... bad. But are they? If something bad happens .... is it really bad if it makes me treasure my family more, the memories that we have, and the good things that God has given me? If it changes my heart, and brings me closer to God, the ugly, painful, bad things of this world, may actually be ... good.

As a little kid, I remember praying with my siblings every night. We all prayed about the same prayer and I am pretty sure it drove my dad crazy ... 'God, please let us have a good day tomorrow'. My idea of a 'good day' is slowly changing. If tonight I fall asleep knowing more about God, loving and following Him more and treasuring the gifts He has given me even more, that is a good day.

Today was a good day. Brad's mom is still very sick, Brad is not home, I could not go to work today due to not having a sitter, gas cost way too much, I hit my head on the car door twice .... and yet .... today was good.

God, you know what tomorrow holds. Let me treasure tomorrow and draw me closer to you. And no matter what happens, tomorrow will be a good day.