…and a time to every purpose under the heaven. (Ecclesiastes 3)
I can’t help thinking…I’m so lucky to be alive…and living my life.
In our daily struggles it’s so easy to complain about everything that isn’t exactly right.
The house is always in need of cleaning and straightening. Especially if you’re a hoarder, albeit an organized one, like me. Is it my fault if I can’t get let go of yesterday’s nostalgia?
I’m constantly adjusting my diet to shrink my belly, and failing more often than I’m succeeding. Let’s see. When was the last time the tape measure read less than 34 inches?
And when did arthritis and fibromyalgia decide to move in permanently?
All my whining dissipates, however, when I glimpse what matters most to me…my husband, my daughter, and the four critters who make their home with us.
Blest I am to have shared my life with others who make me the center of their worlds. While it means juggling a lot of colorful balls in the air at the same time, I’ve had an exciting time of it. It’s as though I ran off to the circus as a youngster and decided that’s where I belonged. And so I stayed.
Life IS exciting. Every day is never quite the same. The smallest of details can tweak our experiences for the better, or leave us completely befuddled. Either way the decision rests in our own very capable hands.
If we’re positive about life, always looking for the silver lining, however slim it might be, our lives will always dwell in sunshine. And in rainy, dreary Seattle, I spend most days churning out my own brand of homegrown sunlight…with a little help from Edison’s invention.
I’m definitely no Pollyana living in a Disney World setting. My house has remnants of dust leftover from the Great Dust Bowl of the 1930s. I might even have bats in my attic, as well as my belfry.
What I know for sure is that if I’m fortunate enough to live another quarter century or more, I’d prefer to wake up every day with a smile on my face and a song in my heart. And the only way I know to do that is by deciding that after all is said and done…things are what they are…
…and accepting life as it unfolds in the moment…with no regrets or self-recriminations…