Do you ever have those mornings when you're so mentally drained or physically tired you just want to pull the covers up over your head and skip that day altogether?
I do. Not often anymore, but I still do every once in a while.
On those mornings I remind myself that each and every day, good or bad, is a gift from God. We give educational and "tough-love" gifts to our kids, so I guess we shouldn't be surprised when some of the ones he gives us aren't all sunlight and butterflies.
I think back to my own words in a previous post I wrote (click HERE) and pray that God will direct my footsteps. I pray he'll keep me out of my own way… keep me from tripping myself up.
If I'm here, there must be a reason and I need to stop overthinking everything. I need to trust, have faith and give thanks.
Let us rise up and be thankful, for if we didn’t learn a lot today, at least we learned a little, and if we didn’t learn a little, at least we didn’t get sick, and if we got sick, at least we didn’t die; so, let us all be thankful.
Prince Siddhartha Gautama Buddha
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Now to my Saturday Sweet! moments of the past week…
Saturday: hot Texas sunshine, cold water of Lake Travis, wind in my face
Sunday: group hug with dear friends, in prayer over too many tragic community stories
Monday: ping-pong on the porch; homemade vanilla ice cream; floating in a backyard pool and yakking with friends
Tuesday: word that your son has an upcoming interview for the job he really wants
Wednesday: watching your twenty-something son try on new running shoes, remembering the days in Pay-Less when they were all small, testing out new shoes by running down the aisles and jumping up and down
Thursday: blue skies, dry roads and an air-conditioned car when there are dozens of errands to run
Friday: a few hours of unexpected (paid) work; figuring out something on your own; recovering what you thought was lost forever (see below…)
In yesterday's post, I shot a virtual arrow of distress out into Internet-world, asking for help. Only two people responded at all. Even though they didn't have concrete answers, I appreciated their support and suggestions (thank you, Deb and Liz!)
It made me wonder… Is anyone else out there? Do they just not care? Or is everyone else just as ignorant as I am about these things?
The latter made me feel better, so I went with that. (see my Update below!)
The good news is, I figured it out by myself. At least partly … maybe temporarily … but at least enough to recover the lost photos and save them onto my computer. It took a few hours and I'm not finished yet. Today I need to figure out a better system.
Here's what I did…
I unplugged the external hard drive, waited awhile, plugged it back in, and then, barely breathing, checked the folder. My heart soared to see those precious photos back again. From now on, I'm going to keep my external hard drive unplugged unless I need it, although I couldn't find information about that written anywhere.
Live and learn… I'm just grateful I had a chance at a re-do on this one.
Update: Since I posted this, I discovered my sweet sister Brenda sent out emails to several professional photographer friends, asking if they could help. And another friend, Shirley, let me know she said a prayer but didn't comment because she didn't have any advice.
It just shows that things aren't always how they appear to be. My apologies and gratitude to both of you and anyone else who is trying to find an answer for me.
And now, thanks to my oldest son, part of the puzzle is solved: The mystery photo of the two girls is one of his, from a semester he spent in Costa Rica. Now how it jumped from that folder (also on my external hard drive) to this latest one is still a mystery…
Anyway, here's my belated Friday Favorite Photo, recently recovered… a reminder of a wonderful day on the lake with friends (possibly my one and only day on the lake this summer) as well as a reminder that even on choppy, turbulent days, some bit of beauty, light or peace can be found.
Wishing you sweet moments on this Saturday!
Long Hollow 
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