2002 thoughts
I would just like to say that I’m very thankful for my family. My husband and kids are priceless to me, even if I may not show them that very well. I’m thankful that I still have a house to live in, and I’m thankful that my job is going so well. At ten years of marriage, we are strong and more in love now then when we married, and I think having more fun with each other. I’m thankful for my religion and the knowledge it gives me. I’m thankful that I’m worthy to go into the Temple and do the work waiting for us there.
As lilith reminded me, if your personal family is ok, what the relatives do can’t hurt you as much. And I’m going to take that to heart. I have become ok, and my family is ok, so what my relatives or my husbands relatives do to each other can be buffered by that thought.
On that note, I’m going to add a very amusing joke to my entry today, Lilith sent this to Greyduck, who sent it to me and I laughed very hard when I read it. So here you go, this one is for all the annoying relatives out there…..
After an overnight flight to meet my father at his latest military assignment, my mother wearily arrived at Rhein-Main Air Base in Germany with my eight siblings and me - all under age 11. Collecting our many suitcases, the ten of us entered the cramped customs area.
A young customs official watched our entourage in disbelief, “Ma’am,” he said, “do all these children and this luggage belong to you?”
“Yes, sir,” my mother said with a sigh. “They’re all mine.” The customs agent began his interrogation: “Ma’am, do you have any weapons, contraband or illegal drugs in your possession?”
“Sir,” she calmly answered, “if I’d had any of those items, I would have used them by now.”
The official allowed us to pass without opening a single suitcase.
