Wednesdays are always hard because they are right in the middle of the week. Today was especially hard because it turned from Spring weather to cold, dreary and gray. Clint and I fell back into some of our old feelings of being overwhelmed and feeling like we aren't living life- all we are doing is maintaining it. Feelings are such amazing things. No matter how hard your logical brain tries to persuade you that what you feel isn't necessarily true, your feelings demand that they be indulged! Once when I was about 14 I remember sitting in my room just BAWLING...My mom came in and asked what was wrong and I had to say that I had no idea that I just felt really really sad and lonely. My parents were really good at allowing me to feel sad for no reason. When I was really little- about five- sometimes I would get sad in the middle of the night. So I would creep into my parents room and go to my dad and tell him that I had a bad dream so he would let me get in my parents bed and then I would feel much better. I remember one night he told me that I didn't always have to say that I had a bad dreams- that if I just felt sad sometimes that that was a good enough reason to come in and wake him up. It was music to my ears!

Tonight, in order to rejuvenate our spirits, we splurged and got a pizza and watched IU basketball. There is nothing like pizza to pick you up, no matter how sad you are. So I ended the night feeling great- even though my team lost. THAT is the power of pizza!