I haven't been writing lately and I'm not sure why. I've been to places, seen things and done stuff. I just haven't told you about it.
I guess it's because the over the last few weeks I have spent some time with people who are dealing with the kind of crap that makes me feel like I probably shouldn't be whining about the small stuff in my life. Well, that started a whole new train of thought....if I have nothing to complain about, does that mean I have nothing to say?
Most days at work, we talk about the things that we are grateful for in our lives. For example, today. Today, I was grateful for the internet. When our stupid PVR doesn't record the TV show I want it to, I can go to the computer and fire up the episode of Orangutan Island that I missed. (seriously- if you haven't seen Orangutan Island- I highly recommend it- Animal Planet... Favorite channel of. all. time)
Anyways... back to the crap. My friend is dealing with a failing marriage, 3 kids and no hope. Another is dealing with wanting desperately to be in 2 places at once- here with the girl he loves and in Vancouver, working at the job he loves. A third is suffering with chronic pain after her 5th car accident, which happened December 2006 and is still not settled with the insurance company (She would REALLY want me to let you know, none of them were her fault).
I thought back to all the conversations I had with my beloved friends and tried to remember anything good that they mentioned. I've been around for some pretty amazing things over this past year with each of them and honestly all I can recall is them briefly touching on the positive but really focusing on is the rough stuff. I know, I do it too. But why?
Right now, I couldn't tell you the reason. But I've decided to flip it. The crappy stuff should never be ignored. but neither should the good. The bad stuff HAS to be dealt with, but I also need to celebrate the good stuff, no matter how small.
So, to get this look on life on the right track, we'll start with my handsome husband's birthday yesterday.
Happy Birthday my love, everyday with you is an adventure and I am so blessed to be your wife. Thank you for all you do for me and for us.
Disclaimer....
For his 38th birthday, Mark got a pellet gun. There was a lengthy gun safety lesson in the house on Sunday morning and it is now quite clear that "snipin'" is not something we do in our family.
Is focusing on the potential bad stuff the same thing or is it just prevention?...
Stay tuned.
