Hi Everybody
In our emails, some of us have been talking about feeling kind of down or just not our usual selves. With all that is going on around us in the world it has to affect every sane person on the planet. Hurricane Katrina and now Rita coming is bad enough but what upsets me the most is the way people act during these times. It seems it brings out so much goodness in most people but others behave worse then animals and I just don't understand that. The looting that went on during Hurrican Katrina, with people stealing, T.V. DVD, computer games etc from stores I thought was the most ridiculous thing I had ever seen. I could actually understand people stealing food and water but electronic equipment, when there wasn't even any power was just plain stupid.

When we have one of our BIG snow storms and most of the neighbors are all out shovelling, many help each if they can. When DH had trouble shovelling snow last winter when he thought he "just" had a sore back, a lady neighbor of ours came and blew out the snow behind our garage so the DH could get his car out to go to work. I know she doesn't bake, so I made up a big batch of cookies and took it to her as a thank you. She appreciated the cookies and we sure appreciated her doing the snow. That's how things should work, people should help each other. We now have a snow removal service, but we won't forget how she helped.
While everybody is out there working to clear a path here and there, you hear laughter, and talking about how much snow we got, and what a hardy bunch we Canadians are.

The kids of course are in their glory....schools are closed, and forts and snowmen have to be built.
We all have sadness in our lives from time to time and we all deal with it the best we can. Yesterday was a very good day for DH and I at Cancer Care, but just after we saw the doctor, and were feeling so great, another fellow that was sitting with his wife waiting to see his doctor suddenly keeled right over on to the floor. Forunately there was lots of medical people around and they brought a stretcher for him. I heard his doctor ask what had happened to him, and he said he didn't know. All he could remember was laying on the floor and about 10 people in white jackets looking down on him. Seeing the worried look on his wife's face brought me down and my heart went out to her. Later DH had to go and pick up some sheets of food rich in potassium from one of the nurses and I stayed in the waiting area. There was a young man sitting by me, maybe, he was 19 or 20. I started up a conversation with him and he was so sweet. (DH later told me he had gone to the counter to annouce that he was there for treatment). He had all his hair, and didn't look sick, but I KNOW he was. He was such a good looking young man, with blue eyes like my grandson has and it just broke my heart to know he had cancer. In a matter of a few minutes,
I went from feeling so happy and great....
I guess life isn't about being happy and feeling great all the time, it's likely more of us having "pockets" of happiness and that gives us the strength to deal with the rough stuff.
So gals what are your thoughts.
I have WW today, and I hope I do well....I have been trying.
Talk to you all soon.
