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Date: 11 November 2008 17:28:33
I need cheering up, and fast. Your mission is to achieve that without resorting to platitudes or simple expressions of sympathy. Can you do it, I wonder?
Sunday's service was on the text "blessed are they that mourn, for they shall be comforted". I am holding tight to that promise. Not sure where mourning ends and self-pity begins, but I do know that I need cheering up fast - preferably before I a) pick the Smudgelet up from pottery and b) speak to eldest son on the phone - and I am relying on you to help me do it. I have lost so much - it's actually far more than I can share on here - and today it's hit me like a brick. I have so much too, though, and I am determined not to lose sight of it. I feel like I can't do this any more, but I know that I have to, whether I want to or not. So while I may lay down my burden and cry a while, sooner or later I need to pick it up and shoulder it again and take the next steps forward, knowing that comfort will come.
So your task is to brighten my evening. Make me laugh, make me smile, make me grimace if necessary.