Not complaining
Yes, I'm tired. Yes, I get a teensy bit stressed out about mess, clutter, and disorder. I'll let you in on a little secret. I'm happy. Yes, I moan about what in the big picture only amounts to minor inconvenience. But you know what? That means that I have nothing major to complain about. And for that my friends, I am truly thankful. This life may not be exactly as I pictured it, and it isn't perfect. But it is the life I have chosen, or rather the life that was chosen for me. I am meant to be in this place, with this family, in this time. So instead of wishing for something else, like a live-in maid who will clean everything all the time, or my own personal laundry fairy, an occasional babysitter, a chauffeur, or a personal chef (all appropriate Christmas gift ideas HINT HINT), I will just be here, in this space and time. I will make the most of this moment, and not the ones to follow. Because this moment is certain, and the next - well, who knows?
Cheers,
Sarah
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Be blessed girl!
Amanda