I have to admit yesterday is not going to go down in history as the best day ever. I went to bed a bit discouraged.
As I was laying there, settling in to sleep, I realized how lucky I am. I got hugs and kisses from 5 different people yesterday, all of whom really, truly love me. Some of the kisses were a bit sticky and boogery (we've got colds here), but were absolutely passionate.
Really, how bad can it really be when you have family surrounding you, all of whom really love you?