Do you ever feel you are just a mean, bad person? I am having one of those days where I am struggling to remember my self worth, although I know it is there. My day started well until right before church started and my feelings were hurt. Someone we consider our friend, told me hat I had a bad attitude and they were sick of it. (all I did was ask him to give his wife a message because I may not see her in time and no one in the presidency answered their phone) After sacrament, I decided to right the wrong and apologize if I had ever done anything to offend this person, but that did not go well either, they were still hurtful and mean towards me. So, after church I went and spoke to the wife and offered any apologies for anything I may have ever done. She said I had not done anything but at one point she felt judged. I assured her that if I ever made her feel that way it was not intentional and I think nothing bad of her nor her family. Oddly, this is a family that Jake and I considered friends and have done many kind things for (anonymously and in general). I learned today that some people who you think may love you, may really not. Needless to say it has been weighing on me since it happened. This is a family that I have stood up for when their other friends have said bad things about them. Guess, there is a reason I am not a part of that group.... I am not sure why people do not want to be my friend, I honestly try hard to be kind and considerate of others. Every girl wants friends, right? However, above all, I just hope that my daughters do not ever feel this way. I hope that my children never feel like they are second best and I hope that all though some people may not like me, that they do not prevent their children from being friends with my children. I would never intentionally make a person feel judged or less than they are. Anyways, this happened before sacrament and for some reason it effected my whole church day. I arose early this morning to prepare my lesson for Sunday School and when the time came, I feel that I let the previous experience fluster me. And to top that off, the Stake President and Elder Bluth (member of the Seventy) were in attendance in my class. Amazing, how we can let one single small event get to us and effect our day. Then there are moments to put life back in perspective. I walked in our bedroom to lay down a few minutes and noticed a lump in my bed. I flipped on the closet light and there asleep on our bed were two my angels. Christopher was asleep on Ginny, that moment brought life back into perspective for me.