Happy Valentine's Day!!

This was waiting for me when I got home from work last night. How sweet is that man of mine?? Thank you so much hubby and I love you bunches! Thank you for hanging beside me this weekend and being my TOTAL support. I couldn't have done it without you. Yes, it's "wrapped" with hand cut hearts in pink, white, and red. He's so creative!

I've been slacking in the blogging business. I have no excuse really. The first part of last week was great - it was the last part of the week that really, really sucked. I worked my four days in a row on Friday through Monday. These four days were absolutely horrible for reasons that I'm not allowed to speak about do to patient confidentiality. Just take my word for it that it was bad. Other things happened this weekend too (not work related) that I wasn't all that mentally prepared for but it was going to happen anyway. Just haven't been on top of my game here lately. I am totally mentally and physically exhausted - and all cried out. An empty void. So to come home last night and find roses waiting for me was uplifting - and I cried so more! When days like this happen, I really question what I do and why I do it. We can ask God why over and over again, but when the answers aren't there yet, it hurts. In my line of work everyone thinks that it's all happy moments and we have great days every day. It's true for the most part. Most days are really happy - most. Some days really try me emotionally and stretch me beyond points that I've been stretched before in a job. To have to go into a room of great happiness and then go to another room of great sadness really works on a persons soul and takes great "talent". I have wonderful coworkers who are so supportive of each other and we help each other get through these hard times and I'm so grateful for that. I don't think I'd be able to do it without the support system of my coworkers and my hubby.

On my last post I promised pics of the yarn and patterns I bought in California and I also received my order from Knit Picks. It's been slow progress on the second sock from the last post. I've probably finished about 3 1/2 inches of the leg. The red Knit Picks yarn will be used for the Red Hot Sizzling Socks - eventually!










In "book world", I did finish "The Doctor's Wife" which was a great book. I'll be looking for more books by this author. It was a mystery/love/lust/deception book. I've kind-of started a pattern - I haven't found a book I didn't like yet. LOL! Now I've started on "Cold Mountain". I've had this book since the movie came out but I never got a chance to start it.

I hope everyone has a wonderful Valentine's Day and I'd like to end with this wonderful passage posted by Nessie Noodle from a friend of hers. This passage was just what I needed this weekend and I'm so glad she shared it. I'll also end with a picture of what makes me happy.

"The Invitation" by Oriah Mountain Dreamer, a Native American Elder

It doesn't interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for, and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart's longing.It doesn't matter to me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for your dreams, for the adventure of being alive.It doesn't interest me what planets are squaring your moon. I want to know if you have touched the center of your own sorrow , if you have been opened by life's betrayals or have become shriveled and closed for fear of further pain. I want to know if you can sit with pain, mine or your own, without moving to hide it or fade it or fix it.I want to know if you can be with joy, mine or your own, if you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us to be careful, be realistic, or to remember the limitations of being human.It doesn't interest me if the story you're telling me is true. I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself, if you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul.I want to know if you can be faithful and, therefore be trustworthy. I want to know if you can see beauty even when it is not pretty every day, and if you can source your life from God's presence. I want to know if you can live with failure, yours and mine, and still stand on the edge of a lake and shout to the silver of the moon, "Yes!"It doesn't interest me who you are, or how you came to be here. I want to know if you will stand in the center of fire with me and not shrink back.It doesn't interest me where or what or with whom you have studied. I want to know what sustains you from the inside when all else falls away. I want to know if you can be alone with yourself, and if you truly like the company you keep in empty moments.