The feeling of being hopeful has always been extremely important to me. (I think the word "hopeful" itself is so beautiful.) There have been many times in my life where hope alone has kept me going. Some people need happiness, love, and I don't know what else. But what I need is hopefulness. I need to feel like things can get better. Possibly, in the future, there are good things that could happen that I may be involved in. I need to be hopeful. (And I mean this in the most Un-Obama kind of way possible.) I need real hope... like the kind you find at Jeremiah 29:11 "For I know the plans I have for you," declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future."I am doing better tonight. I am feeling hopeful. I have been so discouraged by my injury and my setbacks lately. It is so easy when one is down to just focus on sad things and sit in negativity. (My kids are naughty. I miss my Mother. My husband travels. My foot hurts. Please Sarah... Pull it together!) But tonight I am feeling better. I am hopeful. For the first time since my surgery I am noticing a change in my pain level in just one day. Jack made me sit in one place for 5 hours w/ the TENS unit on. When I got up I could notice a difference in the pain level, from when I had sat down. Its not huge news... but enough to put a smile on my face.... enough to make me hopeful. As I hobbled to my bed tonight I thought "This doesn't hurt too terribly bad." When I looked in the mirror I actually was smiling about it. Ahhh. Hopefulness. Think about it... what makes you hopeful?

















April 1, 2007- I am 6 weeks postpartum in this picture and a size 18. I feel just as bad as I look- trust me. I've had to doctor the pic a little bit b/c I was wearing black against the black carpet at the Jenny Craig Center. I loved that velour maternity sweatsuit from Mimi. Thanks Mom.




