Had a good day yesterday. Lily and I stayed home, cleaned a bit, played games, ate and when Seth got home we all went outside and I chased them around on a bike. It was funny! Kids loved to be chased around the yard. :)
Something disturbing this morning though...there was an article in the paper about a lady in the town I work in, who I've met a few times, a lady who has always seemed extrememely nice and *normal* - she stabbed her husband repeatedly with a set of kitchen knives! Her picture was in the paper, she's got a huge black eye from where he was trying to fight her off. His condition is stable, she's in jail. They're in their 60's! Such a horrible event. WHY do these things happen? How can a person that seems so normal and nice and decent have it in them to commit such a horrible act? There was no history of domestic violence, according to the paper. It just freaks me out, of all the people that we meet each day, interact with, trust, how many of them have that rage and capability for violence lurking just beneath the surface? Luckily, most of the people that you meet are good people, I tell myself that and want to believe it anyway. But things like that that hit so close to home are scary and unsettling. We all have "demons", so to speak, to deal with, but most of us don't actually let them get the better of us, not in that way. I just can't comprehend it, I guess. Last night, this man knocked on our door and I thought he was drunk but Jessie just said he was upset. He was looking for a woman and had the wrong house, but wanted to use the phone. He informed us that this woman had a baby that might he his and he HAD to find out, that he didn't "want to do no baby wrong". He said he had two other kids that he'd dropped off at his mother's (or their mother's?) and he had to call his grandma and find out where this woman's house was. I was kind of scared b/c Jessie left the room to go find the phone and the door was wide open, with me there in my pajamas and this man (who I thought was drunk) was standing there, talking, looking in at me. We found the phone, he called his grandma and thanked us and left. Its just crazy...a person I didn't trust turned out to be legitamite and a person who I thought was so "nice and normal" turned out to be capable of a horrific act. At least we can take comfort in the fact that we can trust God. It IS comforting to know that there are some absolutes in this chaotic world.