It was a bit of a rough weekend, as we spent the better part of it packing in preparation for the continued "operation house destruction/put-back together". I have to say, it's reached a pretty hilarious (in, as my friend Tiffany put it, a "Jack Nicholson laughing" sort of way) point around here. We're now down to 2.5 functioning rooms -- the kitchen, guest room and 1/2 of the dining room, where the girlies and Bryan's mother (who's been staying with us while his dad is in the hospital) are sleeping. We've also had some weather related pool delays, so there's nowhere to escape outside either for fear that one of the girls will trip and fall into a huge, gaping concrete hole in the backyard.Good times.
But here's the thing, no matter how bad things seem to be, no matter how much I want to scream and cry (and trust me, I've cried...maybe even this morning in the parking lot at Millie's school, to the aforementioned Tiffany), I am reminded that we are lucky. Just when I'm feeling epically sorry for myself, I get a call that a dear friend unexpectedly lost his brother Saturday morning, followed by news from another dear friend that her father had passed away... or I flip on the computer and read about the aftermath of the tornado in Missouri. It's humbling. Truly.
So again, we're reveling in the small (I'm thinking that will be my mantra this year)... a particularly good ballet class on Saturday morning, a slow breakfast yesterday and, maybe best of all, watching the girlies endlessly rally amidst the craziness -- they are hugely creative and adaptable and cool. I could learn a lot from them right about now, yes?
6 comments:
females are so resilient- i think you'll look back on this time and realize you did amazingly well considering all the chaos! Absolutely love the breakfast shot.
That was an awesome message and one that is very appropriate at this point in my life too. I hope that everything starts looking up for you. And, I love the picture of the animals. There is just something so sweet about it.
When Audrey and Millie are grown, this may be one of their earliest memories. And it won't be the frustration they remember; it will be the adventure!
Absolutely. I was just reading about the tornado this morning and got chills up and down my spine. There are some truly devastating and terrifying things going on in the world, and sometimes you have to just take it all in and put things in perspective and take a moment to be grateful for what we have. And also, I know all too well how much happiness a good ballet class can bring :)
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Kids are amazingly adaptable. They really know how to roll with the punches. I think you're right we could learn a lot from them.
Thanks for another lovely, thought-provoking post. Gratitude, especially in the middle of difficult circumstances, is truly a great discipline to cultivate. On a more trivial note, I think I spied my ideal coffee cup on your breakfast table. Would you mind telling me where you found it? Thank you. (:
Jennifer
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