Too many of us continually meditate, excessively contemplate, and inordinately think about our troubles. We think about them until we have ulcers, cannot sleep; we can become paralyzed by them to the point of exhaustion and made sick by the constant worry. We come to be hard to get along with. We cannot even have a good relationship with ourselves.
Sometimes, life gets hard. It seems like everything is stacked against you and you can’t seem to make any sort of head way. For every one step forward, you seem to take no less than five steps backwards.
The Texas Supreme Court heard oral arguments last week on the question of whether state regulators can be sued by abortion providers hoping to block enforcement of the state’s restrictive abortion law, known as Senate Bill 8.
In May of 2014, the real estate sales market began to improve. You could see the change like turning a faucet from the off to the on position. It started slow, but within a year the sale of homes became a steady stream.
Over the past weekend, I did something that I rarely do. I took a day off, and went away for the weekend. Myself, my kids, and a friend and her daughter took off to Galveston for Mardi Gras weekend. As we were making the trek back home from Daingerfield, I go to thinking about how important the weekend was.