Tired of all the whining?

Me too.

Today I walked out of the office at lunch time and for the first time thought "California might be okay." There was sunshine, a cool breeze, and blue skies. I wasn't wearing coat of any kind. I caught a glimpse of a mountain peak off in the distance. Today was the first day I didn't totally hate L.A.

Of course on my way back to the office (from my trip to the bank), I started sweating (more warm sunshine than cool breeze); and some bedraggled and unwashed person was begging for change as I crossed the 4th street bridge. So much for L.A. I'm totally over it.

So, while short-lived there was a glimpse of hope. I know now it's possible for me to feel, even for the briefest of moments, at home in California again.

Today I am thankful for sunshine on my arms and air in my lungs. I am thankful that I can still walk across the street to the bank (both the walking part and that I still have a bank). I am thankful that I have a husband who tries his hardest to do what is right and who puts up with all my poopiness. I am thankful that I know, deep down, that if I really really want to change myself enough, I can.

Here's to the really really wanting enough and to knowing just what to want.

God, today I pray for wisdom, for me, mine, and my countrymen. Keep us in your light, grant to us your mercy, and bless us with your grace.