I love the sound of the rain. It sounds like a monsoon on the roof of the trailer. Half of our country is experiencing extreme cold, with sub zero temperatures and several feet of snow.
We just have the rain. I feel safe and warm with my family. I am here at my daughter and son-in-law's trailer overnight again. Baby Gracie is snoring softly in her crib.
My son-in-law convinced me to watch
"Pursuit of Happyness" with Will Smith. At first I declined. I had heard it was sad
I didn't want to be sad. But he persisted. He predicted it would be one of my favorite movies.
As I wipe away tears, I think he might right. It brought up a lot of feelings. Of the struggle just to survive. It struck close to home. I remember the times as a young single mother. Just when I thought things couldn't get worse, they would. But there was no giving up.
My daughter and I sometimes talk about those days. Sometimes we laugh. Sometimes we don't. She said I should write a book. Maybe someday. But one thing we both agree in is that there was a lot of love in our home. There still is. And money cannot buy that.
I guess I don't need to pursue happiness. It is right here.
I will talk to you tomorrow.
Love,
Zita
We just have the rain. I feel safe and warm with my family. I am here at my daughter and son-in-law's trailer overnight again. Baby Gracie is snoring softly in her crib.
My son-in-law convinced me to watch
"Pursuit of Happyness" with Will Smith. At first I declined. I had heard it was sad
I didn't want to be sad. But he persisted. He predicted it would be one of my favorite movies.
As I wipe away tears, I think he might right. It brought up a lot of feelings. Of the struggle just to survive. It struck close to home. I remember the times as a young single mother. Just when I thought things couldn't get worse, they would. But there was no giving up.
My daughter and I sometimes talk about those days. Sometimes we laugh. Sometimes we don't. She said I should write a book. Maybe someday. But one thing we both agree in is that there was a lot of love in our home. There still is. And money cannot buy that.
I guess I don't need to pursue happiness. It is right here.
I will talk to you tomorrow.
Love,
Zita
P.S. Here is today's hooping video. Day 191!
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