responsibility

Responsibility is over-rated. I have chosen to add a multi-million dollar budget and sixty employees to my already full o'worries dish. Somedays, I am clearly in over my head. Sometimes, I am loving every minute of it. It is my most favorite job thus far. I just keep dreaming the dream and carrying the hope for other people. Instead of "I think I can", I chant "We make a difference, we make a difference..." Otherwise, what is the point?

I am thankful for my husband. He does laundry simply because he sees that it needs to be done. He will clean the kitchen for the same reason. He keeps our house running and makes me smile in the middle of the day. He called me at work this week, he knew I was struggling. He also knew that I would start crying if I continued to talk, so he just held the silence for me. Sigh. I almost missed my chance with him way back when. God is so good.