I faced it all, & I stood tall, & did it my way.

I found these lyrics to be a fitting end to this month. It's been a month of highs and lows & busys and slows. It's a beginning and an end. The driest August on record in this state, it was also the hottest my grandparents, residents of Tennessee since the 1920's, can remember. (And for their age, they both remember pretty well!!!)

Regrets, I've had a few
But then again, too few to mention
I did what I had to do
And saw it through without exemption
I planned each charted course
Each careful step along the byway
Oh, and more, much more than this
I did it my way
Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew
When I bit off more than I could chew
But through it all when there was doubt
I ate it up and spit it out
I faced it all and I stood tall
And did it my way

(words & music by P. Anka, J. Revaux, G. Thibault, C. Francois)

I faced it all, & I stood tall (as tall as I can - I'm short!), & did it my way, most of the time. And despite all that, I can't take all the credit for what this month held for me. I think God had some pretty big blessings for me this month. Though I still don't know for sure exactly what He has planned for us, or why He hasn't given us a lot of rain in the form of water, He has rained blessings on me that I can't begin to measure.