So, I guess I am pretty bad at keeping up with my blog. I guess the problem is that it is so busy around here with 2 kids, a DH, and a job, especially for the last couple of months I have been working more because we needed some money for Christmas. Now that the holidays are over, I may slow it down a bit, but then again, I will only be working at this job for about six more weeks, and then we are off to NJ for two months and then overseas. I don't know if I will be able to work as an MT from home outside of the US, and that saddens me greatly, but oh well. No matter what happens, I know that God is ultimately in control.

Speaking of God's control, I find that I keep thinking about Jett Travolta. For those who don't know, he is the son of John Travolta and Kelly Preston, and he died a few days ago after having a seizure and hitting his head on the bathtub. He was 16 years old. Having lost a son ourselves, I keep thinking of the unimaginable pain that his parents are experiencing right now. Jett was always there for 16 years, and now all of a sudden he is gone. In a way I know what they are going through, but at the same time, I don't know what it is like to have and know a child for 16 years and then have them suddenly and tragically gone. I read stories about how John and Kelly are Scientologists, and may have dismissed the fact that Jett was autistic, because Scientology does not recognize autism as a disease. Either way, it doesn't make the situation any less tragic. I just hope that this suffering can and will bring them to their knees and to the Lord.

I don't mean to be depressing; this is just one of those news stories that you hear and that makes you think and that touches your heart more than any other.