sadness

Today, I read two things that made me sad.

One from an old friend who's life has been turned upside down. I feel sad for him.

The other, from a new friend who's life has changed dramatically as his family has suffered. And I feel sad for him.

Some of my kids today sobbed at the passing of Michael Jackson. Seeing that sadness made me sad.

Catching up with a sister (remember, I have three!) via twitter or facebook or myspace or a blog and seeing the frustration or regret or hurt or loss makes me feel sad.

Having people doubt me. Doubt my commitment to the my kids. Belittle my inner drive to see success in all of my kids, breaks my heart.

Being scolded for "mothering" the kids I love too much made me feel inadiquate and hurt. In reality, sad.

Tomorrow, I hope the sun is shining brightly and the birds are chirping away and life feels normal again.

And then I won't be sad.

~me