When life throws you a curve ball, I get Pam:) I think I've read her post at least 6 times and I well up everytime. I can't compete with her story. Don't get me wrong, she totally fabricated our youth...Pam I've told you more than once, I'll pay for your therapy!!
After reading her words, my day just doesn't matter.
Last night with the phone company, doesn't matter. I had a great evening prior to that.
This morning with the phone company, doesn't matter, although I have a new tech BFF from Boise Idaho.
Reading Pam's words gave me an inside view of what other people are going through and it's not just about me. Today, I was able to look at someone elses viewpoint.
As I spent the majority of my morning underneath Jack's desk, trying to untangle the cords, which could be a metaphor for my life, my little sister did me proud!!
The curve ball is funny, you don't know what to expect.
Ironically, Ben spoke of the curve ball all the time with Jack. He showed Ben how to hold it and throw it...but he also said he was too young to start using it. I couldn't agree more. Ben is way too young to be given this curve ball.
Thank-you Pammy:)
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