A Pity Party to Rival All Pity Parties....

Okay. I have a confession to make. This has been a rough week. No, this has been an absolutely crappy week. My personal fundraising for the 3-Day is just shy of $10,000. Our team's "official" amount is just shy of $30,000. My cleaning ladies came today. Abbie is settling into the GT class like she's been there all along. I think we've found a church.

But it's still been a crappy week.

You see, I can't find any pictures of my Mom. Wait, I can find pictures of my Mom -- just not ones like what I'm looking for.

You see, I sent a press release into the Snyder paper about the 3-Day. They ran one last year, and I thought they might run one again this year.

I wanted to use a picture of Mom with the girls. I have been through at least a thousand pictures. On the computer. In boxes. In files. Everywhere.

I've got bajillions of pictures of softball and soccer and everything else. I just can't find the perfect picture. And I'm not that picky.

I can't find a single picture of Mom with both the girls that's been taken in the last year. Is that too much to ask for? As near as I can guess, Kait's about 2 in the most recent one I can find.

She's 5 now.

I have some of Abbie with Mom -- I think they're about two years old as well.

If I was a good Mom, I'd have all these scrapbooked, and would have realized there was a gap.

Not a good Mom.

I never thought she'd be gone this soon. I never thought I needed to get those pictures. I never thought I woudn't be able to take them any time I wanted.

And you know what? The most recent picture I can find of just the two of us was at my wedding. TEN YEARS AGO!!!!!

So that's my pity party. I've been trying to tell myself to look at the bright side. At least I have pictures of Mom with the girls. Good ones. I have friends who aren't so lucky.

But I'm still in pity party mode.

This sucks. It really, really sucks.