I'm recovering today from a long weekend. Or what seemed to feel like a long weekend anyway. Our Friday consisted of starting to work on the '66 bug, when I realized that I was incredibly grouchy. Yah, grouchy. My poor husband was chipper and calm as usual, but I had to give him fair warning that this day was just not for me.
I some how irritated him and myself in the process of working on the car for all of about 10 mins, then promptly called my sister to see what she was doing.
This is pretty common for me, (to call sis) but it seems now a days, Tiff's coming around a lot more, and it makes me really happy.
So, I was doubtful we could hang out since we had so much lately, but was pleasantly surprised when she agreed to go somewhere with me. Turns out she needed an outfit for some dinner she was going to. So shopping? perfect! Just what I needed to get me out of my funk.
My mind had been buzzing with so many things going on right now..my relationship with Christ, my friends/family, the etsy shop, and softball-of all things. I also have a condition called psuedo tumor cerebri, and have been thinking a lot about that lately as well..
Anyway, while talking to Tiff about some etsy stuff, I started to think about what it means to "make it" what it means to be great, and what it means to be the type of person that people admire. But why the admiration? why greatness? I began to wonder why people seek that greatness, seek to be recognized for something, seeks to leave a mark on something they do. It's all around us! Celebrities, athletes, they all desire the same thing.
Then, I thought about how great I have it. Seriously... I don't have a ton of money, or a million people calling me. Thousands wanting to know what I am up to,where I'm eating, shopping like the celebs do.. I simply have something great. A day, a moment, a memory that is so precious to me. a Love, and a life filled with a lot of really great things. I think I have made it..
I reflected on that a lot this weekend, realizing things here and there that I really enjoy about my day to day living.. like Saturday: I glanced over at my husband, sitting across from me at the table, while we were out eating. He is so quiet, amazing, fun. He is perfect for me. The softness to understand me, but the strongness to help me out when I need him most. He never lets me down (well rarely anyway lol). Yet, seems all we do is laugh, tease, joke, play around. It's like 2 kids in a candy shop when we go off and do things on our own. It's just....fun.
He's the best I thought, *He winks*
I love my life.
This etsy shop may not make it, people may never know who I am, I may never make enough money, but God blessed my life in more ways than I can ever imagine. I smile everyday, even when in pain, and My family? Just amazing.
Cherish the moments you hold- one day, they will merely be a memory. Remember to stop long enough to realize how great you really have it, and Who it is that brought you there- have a blessed day, Happy Monday!
Sewing Machine IN!!!!
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