Tomorrow is another day, eh Eeyore?

Sometimes I am happy, knowing our family is going to be on a new adventure.  Other times I am sad that we are going to be needing to move from our current home in order to be a part of that adventure.

Then other days I am Eeyore, perplexed, thinking, "What adventure? I don't want to be Pollyanna!"

Then I have to express my condolences to my Eeyore and say, "It's all in how you look at it. Maybe tomorrow, Ee, you'll see the good?"