Today is not my best day ever. I have a bad headache, I’m tired from too much weekend and overwhelmed by deadlines. Three dear friends shared hard, hard struggles with me yesterday, and I can’t fix what’s wrong. The weeds are growing and there’s no time to pull them. The house is dirty and there’s no time to clean it. I’m feeling so stressed I was tempted to cut my walk short this morning (I didn’t) and to snap at my husband (I did).
The only cure for this gloomy state of mind is to count blessings. So here goes.
- On Sunday, my son hugged me good-by and said he loved me.
- My daughter introduced her boyfriend to the extended fam this weekend, and he still calls her.
- My kids enjoyed being together this weekend. Watching them discover common interests and create memories was worth any amount of tired I feel this week.
- It rained yesterday. Now I don’t have to water flowers for a few days.
- The new leak in the spigot that runs to the washing machine (plumbing disasters have been a constant theme this spring) happened on Hiram’s day off.
- Hiram is all over the leak and this week’s laundry.
- My headache reminds me of how fast I move and get done on non-headache days.
- I have three friends who shared their struggles with me yesterday.
- I have lots of writing deadlines because I have lots of writing assignments.
- This morning I saw a dear lying in the woods. It let me take it’s picture.
- The iris are blooming.
- The rhubarb is ready to pick.
- The pink peonies are opening.
- Our Creator provides not only life and breath, but also beauty.
- I can walk.
Now, on with the day.
