As the anxiety of another week grows I am finding it difficult to find something to write about. Life happens all day, every day, yet I struggle to find something even remotely interesting to write about. Since I promised myself I would keep it up, I write. Nearly every day. Some days writing just isn't in the cards. But I can't let days pass...perhaps just one day. Missing a day here and there can't hurt.
So here I am. Sitting in my office thinking...writing, deleting, writing again, listening to the Go-Go's Talk Show and dancing in my chair a little. The dog is pacing outside the door and my neighbor is mowing his lawn. When I look around the room I see a wedding picture of my husband and my children and another of the six actors I directed in Five Women Wearing the Same Dress at the local community theatre.
And it hits me.
I can find enumerable things to complain about, things that most people would just blow off like nothing, because they are nothing. I can cry over pitiful things I find upsetting but which are actually just flashes of a moment, but once I start crying it's hard to stop it.
Or
I can snap out of it and really see the great things around me. Sure, my job is a horror show right now but I have a dog who wants to see me so badly she will pace outside the room I am in, laying down for brief rests then pacing again. Sure, my health is terrible in this awful humidity and heat but I am married to the best guy ever-the guy who sees me struggle to breathe and swell up from edema and steroids yet tells me I am beautiful and strong. I have raised wonderful people I am proud of and who are raising their own children now, of whom I am equally proud.
So today I learned that I am rich beyond my wildest dreams. I didn't win the lottery. A rich relative didn't leave me a fortune. I am rich because I have the love of the best people in the world (and one very loyal chihuahua). I am not sure I actually just learned this today but rather re-learned it.
The real learning experience today? I learned I couldn't have written a better love story than the one I get to live every day. Thank you God!
Later...
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