Channeling your energy into something productive is the only thing I know to do when you get the blues so bad ya can't stand another minute of it. But lately, everything I try to do turns to more disappointment! Seems like every day is a brand new pain to get over with my family.

Last week my granddaughter and her husband and baby decided that they wanted to spend the day with me. I was over paying one to do some work because they need the money and preparing a big lunch for them all. They said to be sure to be up early, because they'd be here first thing. I was so happy to have a day with them. Yesterday I shopped and bought all their favorite foods, left a message to see if there was anything else they wanted and got up bright and early to get it all ready.

And I waited. 9 a.m., 10 a.m. 11 a.m. Nothing.

Finally I called, always fearing some horrible thing having happened to them!
But it was just the usual reason. They forgot. Yes, they're busy, it's true. The day was THEIR idea, the day they picked and still they forgot.

I think being ignored to death is the worst trauma there is.