For example, my husband. There are times that I wish he would want to do things for me and our kids as much as he wants to do things for everyone else. I wish he would listen when I spoke and I wish when I asked him to do something or told him we had something to do together as a family, he wouldn't forget 10 seconds later. But even when I am more frustrated with him than I think I can handle, I wonder how I could ever live without this man. This man who was sent to me, by the Grace of God, to be my soulmate and to love me and let me love him for the rest of our lives.
Or my job. One those days when nothing seems to go right. I get caught up and then another tornado hits my desk, or I think I'm finally getting better at doing things the right way and a bomb drops to tell me, "no way, you suck!", and I wonder, "where did that come from?" or "why did it take so long for me to know that?" But even when I want to put my head down and cry because I want everyone to like me as much as I like them or I want to just go home because my best just isn't good enough, I wonder where I would be without this job. This job that I love, with co-workers that I care about. I mean, you can't find a better job than I have. It's silly, but I love numbers and I get to work in finance. It's my dream job. How, when you're a college drop out, do you get lucky like that? And how do you find co-workers that you can share personal stories with? To vent to and listen to their vents. To love the same tv shows and be completely entranced by the same books or movies. A job where I want to spend my weekdays until I can retire. A job that can't be topped.
Then there are my sweet babies. Those moments when "MOMMY" is a 4-letter word because I've heard it screamed at me for hours on end. I've stopped 5 fights because a 2 year old won't leave an 8 year old's Barbies alone or an 8 year old won't let a 2 year old watch Lion King on her IPod. Or I've had to beg an 8 year old to take a breath and stop talking for 10 seconds while a 2 year old screams at me that he's hungry, but I can't get supper cooked fast enough. And then I look at how beautiful they both are. This 8 year old who is amazing, determined, energetic (to say the least), super smart, kind, loving and forgiving. This 2 year old who is curious, dangerous, stubborn, intelligent, adorable, loving and forgiving. Who would I be without these 2 babies? No one. Because I was blessed to be able to carry 2 perfect children in my womb and safely deliver 2 perfectly healthy babies. And I may not do everything right everyday, but I thank God for these blessings who fill my heart and soul with love, patience and understanding.
I guess what I'm trying to say is that on my worst days, I thank God for all of the blessings He has given me. My family and friends, our health, a home, a job, my pets, my faith, my love and my happiness. And I know that with God, all things are possible. So I give my worries and my frustrations and my doubt to Him, so he can put His hand on my shoulder and say, "Everything is ok". I wish I had a way to say thank you, but I guess the only way is to follow His word and enjoy all He gives me. Every single minute.
The "listening" with guys thing is a very common trait.(lol) I will literally tell Scott to take out the trash to the curb on his way out of the house on Fridays and he'll say "ok". Then I guess somewhere in the next 20 seconds (walking past the trash mind you) he forgets.....so I always seem to do it and have to consistently be the "on top of things" wife. Linda (mother-in-law) told me a very valuable life tool though and it seems to help.....write "notes" so they can see it in writing and for some odd reason it works!! :~)
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