Silly picture of me from forever and a day ago.
Whew, I feel better now.
This morning, I was trying to think of what to write about today and it hit me.
Not literally, figuratively.
Write about gratitude.
Normally the mess doesn't bother me.
We have kids.
But yesterday I wasn't feeling well and just didn't feel like dealing with the mess.
Two seconds after I said this to him I had an epiphany.
At least we have a house.
At least I am able to pick up the mess myself.
How often do I complain about something when I really should be grateful to have it.
So what if my kids made a mess, I have three thriving, intelligent, funny, sweet, healthy, lovely children.
At least my children choose to play together with the toys that they have.
How often do I find myself complaining about money or health or whatever???
At least we have enough to provide for our children and we always have a meal and snacks and whatever else we need and sometimes want.
Or I complain about getting sick.
I am complaining about a COLD!!!!
How many other people out there are really sick.
Or their children are.
How many other people are really faced with life and death decisions and my biggest complaint is a sore throat or whatever it is.
I am not trying to be down on myself.
I am human.
I am flawed.
Shocking isn't it!
Sorry, the sarcasm and drama came back again.
What I am really trying to say is that I am going to work on changing my heart.
I am going to focus on what we have and we have a lot and are oh so very blessed.
I am going to focus on the positive and work on the gratitude.