ah, life.

I will never be content with myself. Once a person becomes content, they stop living. There are areas of contentment. I am content that I found the person I want to spend my life with. I am content with my abilities, with the knowledge that I can always learn new things. I plan to be a lifelong student. Right now I'm learning a few new things: 1) Reading "Bankruptcy Basics" for work. Get to help my job and myself since I am a guilty filer and a Paralegal for a Bankruptcy firm. 2) Get to start going back over my old Jumpstart guide and child psychology books b/c I'm going to be teaching 3 classes at church about gardening...woohoo (why do I have anxiety about leading, teaching, being in front of any type of group, period, no matter what age?) 3) The importance of family. I would not exist if my grandmother didn't exist. Now I'm feeding her like a baby, the same way she once fed me (I asked her if she remembered and she said YES matter-of-factly!) 4) That people are all selfish. I wanted to go to the nursing home to see my grandma, but the traffic was so horrible. I wished she was still at the hospital (near my work) b/c I could see her on my lunch break and after work. Now I would have to sit in traffic for hours and it's not convenient to me...but isn't her happiness...her last days on earth...more important? I want to be there for her, whether she knows I'm there or not (somewhere deep inside she knows who's there for her and who's not). On to other things. We've been feeding a stray cat since we moved to our house in June. We named him Smokey (original, huh, for a gray cat?). He was missing for a couple of days and then I found a cat that looked just like him dead on the side of the road (busy Lee drive, around the corner from where I live). Me and my brother scooped him up and brought him home. Mike buried him. That night, he was at his bowl waiting to be fed. Talk about SPOOKY and pure joy at the same time!!!! Smokey lives. Either he has more lives left or we buried the wrong cat...either way I'm so happy he's alive. Oh and now we have a raccoon that likes to hang out and eat our kitty food too. I love wildlife!