Discovering what love is one day at a time
Doesn’t every family have a story of one or two family members that make themselves scarce at big family functions…especially when it is time to do the dishes? Cook? Clean up the mess? Take care of the kids?
Excuses run deep and can be as simple as well, "I am not really good in the kitchen, I really don’t like..,"
In this life there are things that really do matter, and things that do not. Physically speaking, in our everyday life, we can get wrapped up in the things that don’t really matter easily. Things like, should I wear my hair short or long? Should I buy only organic? What if I only ran 3 miles today instead of 6? Quinoa or brown rice? Electric versus gas? Stocks or bonds?...Subaru or Honda? Public or private school?...etc.. Does it really matter?
I woke up a few weeks ago with the song Dead or Alive/BonJovi in my head.
When you were a kid, did you ever make excuses for why you couldn’t participate in gym?
“I can’t I have a headache…, It’s raining, I don’t feel well, I twisted my ankle, and I didn’t bring my tennis shoes…, ” (When you knew full well at home that it was a gym day…)
Do you remember the game the “Farmer and the Dell”? “Hi-ho the derry-o the Farmer and the Dell, The Farmer picks a wife… the wife picks a child”, and so on and so forth... Everybody always wanted to be the Farmer, because then you knew you would be in the group. Nobody ever wanted to be the cheese, well, because the cheese stands alone…and goodness gracious no song is longer than that one when you are the last one picked, and you have to be separated from the group….alone, by yourself, with nobody.
I have been married to my wonderful husband for 22 years. We have two young men ages 19 and 13.. This blog is somewhat of a journal and attempt for me to keep a purposeful perspective on life as a whole.