Learning to Be Grateful for What Makes Me Crazy

Learning to Be Grateful for What Makes Me Crazy

It is no coincidence that I was just talking about how I am so busy that I can’t put it into words and when people ask me “what’s new with you?” all that I can say is “Eh, not much…” Mainly, because I am quite sure when most people ask this question they are not prepared for the answers to follow when you ask someone like me. Well, either that or they will just think I am lying about everything that I have been up to! Lucky for me, she was willing to listen and knows me well enough that none of it would surprise her!

When I got back to work, I did a little gratitude check that I learned from one of my lessons on a website called Happify.  The “exercise” asks you to take stock of everything that you squeeze into a busy day and then to think about how you would feel if all of those things were to disappear. What three things would I miss? Now, every day is different in my world. You just never know what is going to come up next, but this is an account of 3 things that have the tendency to take up most of my time…. And to be completely honest, it immediately changed my perspective.


So what were my three things you ask? The three things that drive me so crazy I could scream sometimes? My Family, My Job, & Laundry… Let me explain.

  • My family. Although family can be the biggest stressor in one’s “busy” life, I can’t imagine not having a smiling face to pick up from school or to wake up in the morning and make HIM smile. (He is like his mother, NOT a morning person)  My Husband is my rock and my sounding board. Plus, I can’t imagine sleeping alone without tons of cuddles.
  • Work. While I commend stay at home moms greatly, I cannot imagine life without my job. I truly enjoy what I do! Okay, so my job can get a little frustrating and stressful at times, but it is also what pays our bills and keeps my mind working. My job is really a life-line when dealing with depression attacks. I don’t have the option to lie in bed when I am down. I have to get up. I have to get dressed. I have to be there for our clients.
  • Laundry. Yep, I am admitting it. Now, if you live with me (or are my best friend) you KNOW that I despise laundry. Not so much the act of putting clothes into the washer and over to the dryer, that’s the easy part. The folding of the laundry is what frustrates me. Why, oh why, haven’t they invented a laundry folder yet?! My husband is a farmer so there is at LEAST 2 changes of clothes a day, and then the kids (or kids, depending on the time of the year), and then of course me… But, I am grateful for laundry. I am well aware that we are blessed to have the opportunity to accumulate piles of laundry instead of one outfit. Our family is extremely fortunate.

And a hubby with lots of dirty clothes!

So, I guess this whole happiness thing is really about perspective.  Am I going to let that person upset me, or am I just going to hold my tongue and walk away?  Am I going to let the ugly attitudes of this world rub off on me, or will I choose to be around happy people with positive energy? Will I look at everything that happens to me day by day and see the bad, or will I choose to be grateful that I am even in a position in this world where these things could happen… and be grateful that they happened?

Don’t let these days get away

Don’t let these days get away

Today was truly a beautiful day. It was spent with family and friends celebrating life and love. Our day started out with a birthday for our niece, who just turned 1. Which was so fun at the flintriverquarium. The kids had a blast (and quite honestly the adults did too). Then, we went to a birthday party for one of my best friends daughters, who just turned 14.

All of the events really got me thinking about how fast time goes when it comes to children. I mean, in all actuality it goes no faster with them than it does for us, but they just grow up so fast. For instance, it feels like our sweet little chunky monkey niece was just born yesterday. Where in the heck does the time go? Tomorrow she will be a year old!! And my best friends daughter just turned 14. While we have not known each other for that long, we have talked a lot and I feel like I have known her forever. When she told me her daughters birthday was coming up, she said the same thing. “Candice, where did the time go??? She is not supposed to be a teenager.” The fact of the matter is, kids grow up, time doesn’t stop for you to replay the times you missed, and you gotta love those babies every chance you get.

In another moment today, I saw a family friend who is battling breast cancer. She is in the early stages of the fight, but I have no doubt she will make it through as a strong woman and a beautiful story. Her attitude was beautiful and she radiated with hope and love. It got me thinking again though, you never know what’s around the corner. She didn’t wake up and decide she was going to start a struggle for her life against this evil thing called cancer. Nobody knows what will happen to them the next day. Life is too short to sit on the porch and watch it go by.

My son will be 3 years old this year and it feels like I just had him. Life moves too fast and children grow entirely too quickly. I have found myself doing things with the Hudster that I normally wouldn’t do because it would take another 30 minutes, Or because it would cost an extra five bucks. These are the days I can’t get back. These are the days that move too fast. My plan is to enjoy them and make the best of the time I have with my son. Yes, it drives me crazy some time when he says “mommy!!!!” A hundred times in a row and asks me a million questions, but there will come a day when he hits puberty that he will “know everything” and doesn’t want to talk to me, so I will do my best to make new memories and appreciate every moment that I have. I hope you will do the same.