psalm 30:5.

when i was little, i was perpetually homesick.  i was the kid at sleepovers that once everyone started getting their sleeping bags out, i started moving towards the telephone.  a total buzz kill.

i can still feel that horrible knot in my stomach simply by talking about it today.  i would try so hard to be strong. and stay.  and have fun.  but all i wanted was to be home.  in my room.  in my bed.

this lasted a really, really long time.  my first year of college was hard.  in the end, only being an hour from home probably saved my education.  i'm not sure i would have made it anywhere further from home.

something about nighttime.  it's hard.  it's dark.  and unending.

that's how i felt last night.  clint took over on about the tenth time of me trying to get my son down for bed. he's done so good recently.  and he wasn't having it last night.  didn't want to sleep in his bed.  wanted to be up to watch tv.  or drink milk.  or pee.  or any other excuse he could think of.

i don't know how single parents do it.  i always think of my friend angie.  who is one of the best mothers i know.  who is also alone.  and i wonder how she does it.  does she ever get so mad she can't see straight?!  i don't think she probably ever does.

psalm 30:5 kept running through my head last night.

weeping may endure for the night, 
...but joy comes in the morning light.


amen.

today as i look out our front windows, i see a new day.  a new opportunity.  a new, fresh start.  a clean slate of sorts.

and i'm encouraged.  i have patience this morning that i did not have last night.  and i have this sense of hope that today WILL be better.

and if all that isn't enough, today is 4/8.  which adds up to 12.  which adds up to 3.  my favorite number.  so yes...even according to my silly number obsession...today will be a good day!  right, sarah bell!?

sorry for the depressing post last night.  i do realize that even with bad days, my life is incredibly easy.  and for that i am so thankful.

happy friday!