Just RK

1. It’s late, I’m tired, and I’m having some kind of weird chest fluttery, uncomfortable thing.  Not chest pain. Don’t get all worried, you worriers.  But it’s weird. So sleep is what I want sooner rather than later. 2. Tonight at work there was a woman in the branch who was homeless, in as a guest to use the showers.  She was there about 5 hours.  She didn’t seem well.  It’s so hard to know what to do in those cases… when someone needs help and when I don’t know what the right thing to do is.  I’m thankful I’m not numb to those kinds of needs, but it’s hard to feel helpless. 3. This daily picture thing on Braska’s blog is tough.  And it’s become discouraging to me that more posts seem to equal less comments.  I get that it’s easy to look at a picture and not have much to say, I guess.  (How many times can you say, “Too cute!” right??)  But I miss the comments, and since I archive them to print for Braska to have later on down the road, it’s sad to see so many receiving no comments

Easter was a lovely day. Weather, family, dresses, little girls. All lovely. Kinlee said when we were shopping a couple days before, “Mom, it says, ‘He is Risen!’ Who is risen?”  I simply echoed, “Who is risen?”  She jumped up excitedly in the aisle, “Jesus!!!  Jesus is risen!!”  The lady next to her laughed, and nodded her head.  And I thought, Hmmm, that’s probably a lot more like we’re supposed to be celebrating this day than the somber, stuffy, proper churchy-like way we often do . So I hope you did some jumping and yelling, “He is risen!”  If you didn’t, guess what, today (and every day) is a great day to try it!