I heard a woman exclaim "I love my life!" the other day and I was consumed with jealousy.
It is very rare for me to be envious of other people's "things". But if I do turn green, it would be because I wish I had their level of contentment and obvious peace regarding the relationships in their lives. You know, the little things. Like kids who love them. And spouses who adore them. Confidence in their careers. And that feeling of knowing they are living the life they were created to live.
Am I doing that? Am I living the life God intended me to?
Why can't I wake up happy that I get to live another day? How come I'm not screaming "I love my life?"
Probably because the alarm clock goes off in the morning.
Maybe I'd do better in New Zealand. Their hours are opposite of ours, arent' they? Waking up in their a.m. would be like getting up in our evening, roight mate?
Hmmm.
Three things I'm thankful for:
1. Despite my grumbling, I DO get to live another day.
2. I've been out every night this week, walking. Walking fast. I love evenings.
3. So far, so good. I've been able to help Drew with his grade 6 Math and French. It's bound to get harder as the year progresses. Hope I can keep up. We both do not want another report card like the one he brought home last June.
"If it walks out the fridge, let it go."
Amen to that.
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Wow. So that's spam.
I'm reading that goin', "Huh?"
By the way, I have Happy Pills. 75 mg a day. I love 'em. Thanks to my great writer's group comrades who encouraged me to swallow them. Unfortunately, they don't coat the world in rosey colors...and even though I have a loving spouse, he messes up the tidy piles of his clothes in the closet after I've spent hours organizing everything. See? Some people are never happy. Guess I'm one of 'em.
We have great kids. I am lucky because I have a great husband. And we're healthy. All of us. Sometimes that ain't enough to feel like we're whole, but all we can do is keep on keepin' on, right?
You are a remarkable human and an amazing friend, Miss J. You've overcome a lot in the last five years. The best is yet to come, I'm certain.
And one more thing:
Let's find that zealous freak who was boasting about her incredible life and shred her credit cards, shave her eyebrows, break all of her nails off, dye her hair fluorescent green, spraypaint her Pekingese, pierce her son's nipples, and take a photo of her husband's secretary, douse it in perfume, and smooch all over it with Cherry On The Sundae red lipstick and then slide it in the joint bank account chequebook.
Me? Vindictive?
Never.
Or is it 'always'? I always get those two definitives mixed up.
Have a smile today. On me.
I agree with Jenn. Take her advice and do all of the above. Specially the cherry lipstick, or whatever it was. Luv that girl.
I can only say "I love my life," ocassionally. Not bad, eh? But I think you'd have to be insane to say it all the time. I find most of it is spent in hanging on -- to you know who !!!! By my fingernails.
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