2012: The Year of the Thief

I just got some bad news.  On Saturday, I accidentally left some pretty important things in a friend's car.  Her car was broken into last night, and my stuff was stolen.  It wasn't terribly expensive stuff, but it was extremely meaningful.*

It reminded me of the break-in earlier this year.  And this was the thought that went through my mind:  "When will this year not stink?"  I recognize that I have much to be grateful for in life, but negative thoughts keep cropping up lately.  And nightmares!  Oh, the nightmares and restless sleep.  Those things have been problems, too, lately.  I can't seem to figure out what is wrong . . .  I know I can do better -- be better.  I'm not perfect, and even if I was, I'm not entitled to more than the average person.  But something incredible better be around the corner because this has been the worst year since I was 27!


*In fact, it was temple clothing.  In LDS temples, we wear only white.  (My temple dress was a plain, but pretty white dress.)  From LDS.org:

In the temple there are private dressing rooms where you change out of your Sunday clothing and put on white clothing. This change of clothing serves as a reminder that you are temporarily leaving the world behind and entering a holy place. White clothing symbolizes purity, and the fact that all are dressed alike in the temple creates a sense of unity and equality.

Thing I'm thankful for: my peppy new fingernail polish aaaaand . . . my health