Funk-defies Me

Well, I haven't written in a while, but I have a valid excuse! No, really! I do! My parents came into town to wish my brother farewell. He is now in Italy. Gee, poor kid. It was wonderful and I was sad that they had to go so soon.
Since Monday, I have been in a funk. Mood wise, anyway. I just can't crawl out of it. I did get my little "fireman" dressed and to the park by 8:20 this morning. We walked the 4 mile trail and let our dog chase off the evil squirrels. We had a great time jumping and splashing in all the puddles along the trail.
One day at at time. I have at least 252 days, of "one day at a time" days. I am at a loss. I am trying to have a positive attitude. It's hard. When you have given all of your love, patience, understanding and compassion out to someone who does not return it, well it runs out. At least for that person. I feel like I have been drained of it all. I can't find an ounce inside of me (where that one person is concerned anyway) to muster up. If only one person is fighting for something, it won't work. And I guess I am finally coming to the realization that, well, he isn't fighting. He has no desire for anything better for himself so how can he want any better for anyone else?
Ok, so I know that God is on my side. I know that he can fix things. I also know that my husband is not in the Word or even prayer daily. He is not seeking God or love or anything from God at this point. God won't force it down his throat, and I can't either. So, one day at a time. One prayer at a time. This too shall pass!