Here's tonites reading, I like this one!:
"There is a vitality in us, a sparkle -- a bonfire, actually -- that cannot be extinguished by any tragedy. Something in us, an urge toward wholeness, a passion for evolving , makes us go on, start over, not give up, not give in. To accept the things we cannot change does not mean that we roll over but that we roll on." Nice thought.
Now to my bitching for the night. I may have mentioned that I have begun learning to cook meals from my W's culture. I put alot of effort into doing this for a number of reasons 1) to try something that I have never done before (I now realize how I should have before!) 2) to show my children that my W's culture is important to me to and so is sharing it with them and 3) because I believe it is a respectful thing to do for my W. She works late and I have always done the cooking duties during the week therefore she would end up eating whatever I chose to cook. I have become more conscious of the need to be inclusive and felt I wanted to do this.
The rewards have been that my children are wild about this! They constantly praise my efforts and seem to really enjoy what the White boy is cooking. Now, my W not once has said "I enjoyed that" or "thank you for doing this", never, not once. I just can't imagine why! It's basic courtesy, is it not? Well, I'm certainly not going to lose sleep over it but sometimes it just strikes me so odd. Is it resentment? Is it "I don't want to owe him anything"? Is it that she's just an ungrateful human being? Is it that she hates to see me, once again, achieve something while she feels bogged down? Oh well, just thought I'd toss that baby out for you guys! See I'm not all smiles all the time now But it is really great to see the kids so enjoying what I'm doing and to feel that YES I can cook this stuff and it is GOOD! Wow

Divorced February 27, 2012.

"Only by love is love awakened".~ Ellen G White