I use to KNOW I was right.

It seems the older I get the less I know.

Correction, it seems the older I get the more wrong I know I am.

I use to KNOW I was right. Yup, I was ALWAYS right.

Now days I am lucky to be right now and then.

When did that happen? Why did that happen?

I miss the days of being right.

Today, I pushed Brent and A. out the door early so that they could go snow shoeing. They went with the scouts. It was a five mile hike in the great outdoors. Did I mention it was snowing. A. said it was fine and he has been in pretty good mood so I am guessing it was fun.

Brent just shakes his head at me. Sometimes it makes me giggle thinking of my California Hubby trudging through the snow.

For those of you that know Brent you will appreciate the fact that he did wear snow boots on the hike. However, the first thing he did when he got home was to kick them off and put on his sandals. Crazy Boy!

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Anyway, it has been a difficult couple of weeks around here. Kind of like an emotional roller coaster that I can't get off. It was nice to have a nice day where every one was happy.

Just for the record I know I am right. Just sometimes I feel like I am waiting for the other shoe to drop and realize that maybe I'm not right.

I'm sure someone will let me know.

Because there is no way that I could possibly be right!

Prayers and Hugs,

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