Listen to me!!!

Okay...so I need a venting session.

I wish people would actually listen to me! I'm not so self-absorbed as to think that I know everything, or that I am always right. However, there are times that I do know what I am talking about.

Now, I have to wait...and wait...and wait...to get things squared away. Ugh! It's just frustrating.

Maybe I should have been more assertive. Maybe I should have stood my ground. Maybe I should have insisted that I was right.

Too late now. What's done is done, and now the process is longer than it needed to be.

Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!!!!!!!!!!

I'm just annoyed.

Never forget...

I don't know about you, but I can still tell you exactly where I was on September 11, 2001.

I remember walking in to work, after just hearing of the first plane hitting the Twin Towers. I couldn't believe it. I felt as if I were watching some sort of action flick. It just was so unreal. I remember watching the news coverage, and felt my heart sink as the second plane hit the second tower.

I can still see the images so cleary in my mind.

I can still see the rubble and smoke coming from the Pentagon.

I can still remember the stories of those who fought back, and went down in that Pennsylvania field.

It's hard to find the words that describe the events of that day, but a friend of mine came across this quote:

“Time is passing. Yet, for the United States of America, there will be no forgetting September the 11th. We will remember every rescuer who died in honor. We will remember every family that lives in grief. We will remember the fire and ash, the last ...phone calls, the funerals of the children. “ - President George W. Bush, November 11, 2001

I don't know that I could find better words.

As small as it is, I want to say THANK YOU. Thank you to all of those who risked their lives to save others. Thank you to all who continue to do so.

Trying to figure things out...

...not succeeding.

That's where I am today.

We are still on the road to conceiving a child. Unfortunately, it didn't happen this month. You would think I would be getting used to this by now, but I'm not. Each month seems be an eternity!!! I have to remind myself that my miscarriage was in May. That is just 3 months ago. Still, it's been the longest 3 months of my life.

I am trying to be patient. I really am.

It seems that everyone around me is having babies! No matter where I go...I see pregnant women and new babies, and every time, I feel a pang. In my gut, and in my heart. I can't help but think...if I hadn't miscarried, I would be nearing 7 months. It still hurts.

So...here we go again. Starting over with a new cycle, and new month. Praying for a baby. Praying for strength. Praying for patience.