A Good Cry

Yesterday was a very stressful day for me. I finally gave up and had a very long cry. I went to sleep at 8 pm after I had cried all the tears one person should be entitled to at one time. I don't think I have cried that hard since the second time in a row that I miscarried. Life was just too much yesterday but I survived it and things did look better this morning. Thank goodness for Amelia who knew exactly what I needed and that was her company and help. I hate to ask for help and she knows that so she didn't ask, she just came and I love her for that. I don't know why life get's to me the way it does. I watch those around me, like my friend Amelia and they just seem to have it together. So strong. I hope I am half the support to my friends and to her as she is to me. My mother would say I have a flair for the dramatics when days like yesterday happen but to be honest, in my eyes the world really looks like it is falling apart. I think I ignore things, step over or around them but not work through them and then they all come crashing down on me at once. That is what happened yesterday. The same stresses are still here today, just seem a lighter burden to carry because I know I am not carrying them alone. God knew what he was doing when he sent us here. I know that even though there are days when I ache to be back in my home in Tooele where things were so much easier. Apparently I have a lot of growing to do because we are being tried like never before but God has set me up with some awesome friends here and at home who always seem to know what to do to help me through.