A week later

So, it seems like Sundays are my day to post on my blog. I like to write when the spirit moves me, and I seem to be most moved when I go to church. Says alot for my pastor perhaps, perhaps not....

Here is my big news for the week. I have been appointed as the Marketing and PR person on the CAN (Cure Autism Now) planning committe for a huge 5K walk in October. Now is my time to shine both professionally and personally. What an honor, what a task. I have faith I can get this done. My goal for my team is $2500 between now and October and to build a team of 5. Where am I now...team 1 (me) and funds $0...4 team members to go and $2500 more to raise. I have never been much of a sales person or schmoozer, but I think I'll have to turn on the charm for this one...and I certainly don't mind. I'm excited about this opportunity. So if anybody in the world of the blogosphere is reading a donation of time, treasure and/or talent would be greatly appreciated. Ideas for fundraising and the such are welcomed also.

Today I'm getting some type of rest. Yesterday was the "big Birthday Party" for my little niece. Tons of people, and tons of humilitation from my mom. We have a love hate relationship, but there are times that I wonder why the Lord chose her to be my mother and why despite my efforts the relationship never seems to heal. The wounds of the past keep resurfacing. OH well, I can't change what is and has been. This is one of the situations where I need to learn how to make lemonade with the rotten black lemons I've been given. My mom has done wonderful things for me, but she has done many bad things. Do I rejoice in the good that she does, should I try to help her realize what she has done to me in the past 27 years? I guess for now, I'll just let it go. She will always hurt me, and I will always be the child she never wanted. If she didn't want me why didn't she just give me to somebody who did?

Questions to never be answered.