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threadwalkerI feel pretty lucky. I have challenges and my path is not without obstacles, but I can work around them or choose to ignore them.
My kids are pretty cool. They always make me happy I chose to be a parent. And they have super-cute freckles! Miss E is suddenly interested in nail polish after spending a day with some Big Girls (ages 9+). I'm navigating that course carefully. Super N is growing up and helping me cook and helping around the house, but still snuggles with me.
F is pretty awesome. Just when I think I'm going to pop from stress, he comes home with flowers and says, "You're the best and I was thinking of you. Thanks for being you." One time he came home with a pin cushion made up to look like a skull; he saw it and decided I needed it. His little random acts of thoughtfulness are awesome. And he eats my cooking! And he wants me to have my dreams, even when it makes him uncomfortable.
As far as I know, no one in my family circle has a severe illness.
I have the time and money to have hobbies and do art. Maybe I don't get to travel the world nor buy the high-end sewing machine with fancy button holes, but we have had times in the past where we didn't know where the grocery money was going to come from. So I know I'm super lucky to be able to have what I have.
In general, I like my job and the people I work with. We are slated for re-organization where head-count reduction is being masked as "we are becoming lean and competitive". But I don't fear it. I can't control whether or not I'm going to lose my job so I'm taking reasonable precautions, like resisting the urge to book a trip to Disneyland or doing any unnecessary shopping. I've updated my resume. Other than I refuse to live in the shadow of fear.
I don't think I have a lot of control, but I've accepted the things I cannot change and I appreciate the things that I have.
My kids are pretty cool. They always make me happy I chose to be a parent. And they have super-cute freckles! Miss E is suddenly interested in nail polish after spending a day with some Big Girls (ages 9+). I'm navigating that course carefully. Super N is growing up and helping me cook and helping around the house, but still snuggles with me.
F is pretty awesome. Just when I think I'm going to pop from stress, he comes home with flowers and says, "You're the best and I was thinking of you. Thanks for being you." One time he came home with a pin cushion made up to look like a skull; he saw it and decided I needed it. His little random acts of thoughtfulness are awesome. And he eats my cooking! And he wants me to have my dreams, even when it makes him uncomfortable.
As far as I know, no one in my family circle has a severe illness.
I have the time and money to have hobbies and do art. Maybe I don't get to travel the world nor buy the high-end sewing machine with fancy button holes, but we have had times in the past where we didn't know where the grocery money was going to come from. So I know I'm super lucky to be able to have what I have.
In general, I like my job and the people I work with. We are slated for re-organization where head-count reduction is being masked as "we are becoming lean and competitive". But I don't fear it. I can't control whether or not I'm going to lose my job so I'm taking reasonable precautions, like resisting the urge to book a trip to Disneyland or doing any unnecessary shopping. I've updated my resume. Other than I refuse to live in the shadow of fear.
I don't think I have a lot of control, but I've accepted the things I cannot change and I appreciate the things that I have.
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Date: 2009-07-20 07:48 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-07-20 09:29 pm (UTC)He once gave me a blue stone he spotted in one of those nature stores. With no idea what it is (probably granite), but it made him think of me. It's in my jewelry box. My box of treasures is a confusing place and all the value is sentimental.