Out of the Blue

I have a choice. With my grandpa's passing on, I don't exactly know how to relate appropriately to my family members. It would seem weird at times to laugh at a TV show or movie, tease an uncle or my grandma etc.. Sometimes it seemed best to be quiet or carnally speaking, away. And it worsened with a recent 'fight'-almost- between my bro and Dad, which resulted, quite expectedly with cold war and threats to drive us out of the house. That's on the family front and other things have got ups and downs, some about others but primarily myself. Expectations, perceptions, assumptions, attitudes. It's been a bumpy ride into 08 but by God's grace one that I'm still on and learning that I have a choice- to look at what I have/ don't have; to see the postive/negative;to be depressed/give thanks; to dwell in the past/ move forward. Knowing that I have a choice causes me to see how much I need God to make the right ones and how He is really a God who makes a