Remember the day I was supposed to have? The brighter and better one? The one that started after a refreshing night’s sleep and positive outlook on life? Apparently, no one else got that memo. No sleep, unhappy hairball barfing cat, tired, weepy babies and an equally tired, weepy husband. I attempted to remember all my many lofty quotes that I’ve posted and beautiful lessons learned so far. And I got about two feet with them. The day was a struggle, a weight, a drain. I had a handful of sweet moments, but those didn’t seem to fuel my happiness tank.
So, where does that leave me? Living real life. I keep forgetting that I will still be pushed and pulled and sat on with life’s “other” lessons. And that’s when I realized how much stronger I am after today. Life pushed every button, checking to see where my cracks were. And I realized that my previous cracks and breakdowns weren’t as deep and fragile. Each time I’m tested, I show up for the fight, armor on and game face on. And if I’m paying attention, I get rewarded. Yes, I still get a few broken bones and a black eye here and there. But I’m still standing! Yea for me!
It reminds me of one of my favorite quotes:
This reminds me that it’s not necessary for balance at every turn. I’m built for a bigger life with more meaning and with it comes my fair share of grit and grime. And I will never be perfect at handling it. So, that’s that. There’s not much more for me to lament over. And I just have to get over it and move on.
So, moving on One of my big stresses is cooking. At times, I find myself 5 minutes behind everyone’s stomach and I end up sweating over a hot stove attempting to throw everything into some sort of pasta /salad/soup dish that has a 50% chance of being eaten. And every website I look at considers white bread to be an acceptable grain (sorry, it’s not). So, when I stumbled upon this gem, my heart leapt and I felt saved by the blog! This is definitely worth looking at! One day of cooking for the week?!? Yes please!
Peace and light to you xx