Help!

I live in a house full of boys. My husband and three sons. Lots of testosterone. So they aren't exactly analyzers about situations or things. They want to know what the problem is and how they can fix it. They don't want to know why you're feeling a certain way or how to prevent it in the future, they just want to fix it and move on to the next thing. It gets a little frustrating sometimes. I'm an analyzer. I want to know what caused it, how they are feeling about it, and how to prevent it from happening again. Not too difficult. It just takes time and energy to discuss the issues. Therefore my husband usually doesn't want to be bothered. So I blog.

Lately I feel as though I'm running from one fire to another putting them out. I'm not even the Relief Society President and I feel like I know way too much about what's happening to the people in our little area. I'm happy to help where I can and make someone else's burden a little lighter but I feel like it never stops and that upsets me. It upsets me because I feel like way too many people are struggling and I can't do enough to help. Talk about feeling inadequate. I am not the fountain of knowledge or experience and sometimes I feel foolish giving advice to people. But somehow I always know what to say to them. I know it isn't me doing it and I'm grateful for the guidance and inspiration that has seemed to flow so freely lately. Heaven knows I've needed it.

I hope for a better year that is a little less hard and has a few more family vacations thrown in there. I hope for health and patience, and more work. Here's hoping.