Since I’ve only been working part time and we’ve spent so much money on heaters to try to keep warm this winter, it was decided that HG and I wouldn’t exchange gifts this year for Christmas. However, we were going to get a tree which I hope to get his weekend. I’m looking for a ‘tradition’ that he and I can start for us at Christmas since chances are we are going to be away from our families. I had an idea today. We have decided that we will exchange gifts which must be wrapped and placed under the tree, but we can’t spend more then $5 (including wrapping). I’ll probably use computer paper to wrap mine (ha). But I think it will be fun. It can be anything from a candy bar to gum to a key chain from a gas station. It doesn’t matter, but I think it will be fun… I’m looking forward to getting the tree!
You'd think as many times as I've been rejected in my life that rejection wouldn't hurt anymore. Really, I can't count the number of times that I've been rejected, or slighted, or been on the receiving end of cruel words. I'm almost 40 for pete's sake. Rejection shouldn't bring tears anymore, but it still does. It just seems like I've been faced with it a lot lately. It started with the Running and has seemed to carry over into other parts of my life. I have spent most of my life on the sidelines watching other people. That's what happened with the marathon. Once again, I'm on the side as others do things that I want to do. I trained. I had to have an unexpected surgery. I got injured. I couldn't run. It happens. It isn't the end of the world. But what many don't realize is that there are numerous times in my life that I am on the sidelines, watching, wishing I was the one 'out there' - not the one watching. . But
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