HALEIGH AND THE TERRIBLE, HORRIBLE NO GOOD, VERY BAD DAY

I'm sure you all remember the book "Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day." It was one of my favorites growing up...I actually read it so much that I can quote it from memory (Still). So my version goes something like this:

"I went to sleep with my make-up on, so now there is a blemish on my face. And when I got out of bed this morning I tripped over Bentley, and by mistake, I dropped my contact in the sink while the water was running....I could tell it was going to be a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day."

Honestly, I did have a terrible day yesterday and start to my day this morning. As many of you know I am going to Jury Trial the end of April. We had offered a Plea Baragain, and the goal was to skip the emotional part that trial will bring up...but the offer was not accepted and so trial here we come. I won't lie, and say this is easy...because it is not. My terrible, horrible, no good very, bad day has been transfomred though...by all the precious people in my life that I am honored to call my fiance, family and friends. I have had the sweetest text messages, phone conversations, e-mails and voicemails..they have brightened my day and made me smile. I am overwhelmed with the amount of love shown to me and my family. One of my sissy's (Ashley) texted me last night...and said "Do you know how many people love you girl?" As I texted her back....I was crying because ...I can HONESTLY SAY THAT I DO. Ask me before last May...and I would tell you...that I know I'm loved, no doubt. But my soul mates and the wonderful people that make up my life...have just covered me with the blessing of their support and love! (Even people who barely know me...have stopped me somewhere...and said "Are you Haleigh? I heard what happened to you and I want you to know that I am praying for you and your family...you are such a strong woman." (TEAR)....I'm telling you..those words make my heart soar....No one will ever know how just the littlest comment will brighten my day. I have saved every card and note sent to me after the attack. They are in a scrapbook...and when I look at some of the names...I don't know them....and yet, these kind people have written me long letters of why they are proud of me and how they continually pray for justice. Isn't that enough to turn even the hardest day into the best?

My mom sent me this, this morning:

God goes before us in all our circumstances…

Show me your ways, O Lord,
teach me your paths;
guide me in your truth and teach me,
for you are God and Savior,
and my hope is in you all day long.
May integrity and uprightness protect me,
because my hope is in you.
Psalm 25:4-5, 21

Even on those deepest, darkest days (when all I want to do is pull the covers over my head.... I know that my hope is in God, the one who protects me in all I do. The one who cries every tear with me, who knows my every thought, fear and desire. I could run away from what lies ahead of me...or I could face it. With God in my heart and all my support team by my side....I know that I can do this! It's funny...no matter where you go, no matter what you do...we will have to face things that we are afraid of.

I don't pretend that this wasn't a "terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day...BECAUSE IT JUST STRAIGHT UP WAS. I could say "I think I'll move to Austraila" (like Alexander)...but instead I'm going to stay right here...and face what I sought out to do and seek the justice that I know will be served; because the truth is "someday's are like that, even in Australia".

(If this post didn't make sense....GO READ THE BOOK...it's one of my fav's)