Rainy days and Tuesdays when I am sick, I mean. And rainy days and Tuesdays when I get sad, scary news. Rainy days and Tuesdays when I melt lipstick in an entire load of light-colored laundry. Rainy days and Tuesdays when I can't get the thingie to screw onto the thingie. Rainy days and Tuesdays when I'm sick, and I know that I am supposed to be with the girls all this weekend. Rainy days and Tuesdays when I have a F-U-L-L day tomorrow, and no time to be sick.
Then again - my "illness" is really not so bad when you look at the big picture. Not in comparison to someone who is fighting for her life - again. Not in comparison to her family who is scared with her and scared for her. Not in comparison to her kids who love and need her. I guess my stupid cold is really just that - stupid.
And I can always buy new clothes and lipstick. And life does not come to a standstill because I can't get a screw to work. And there will be other girl's weekends if I can't make this one. No matter how full tomorrow is, I can probably manage it. Especially since there's nothing on my to-do list like "chemo therapy" or "stem cell transplant."
Please everyone...or all 6 of you who read this. Keep WonderSis in your thoughts and prayers. And then take a look at your crappy day, and realize just how much crappier it could really be.
