My life as a mom doesn't neatly coordinate with the ideal world painted in my mind. Do you ever feel that way?
rare vacations aren't exotic. My pie crusts are crumbly. Our pilates
ball is mostly used for rolling up and down the stairs. Our walls have
multiple chips in the paint.
And I don't always have great lighting or beautiful backdrops to help document my totally ordinary daily routines.
ask my sons to gather the trash from the upstairs bedrooms, and they
decide to hang the garbage bag on my ceiling fan and see what happens if
they swing from it. (Can you relate?)
I'm not giving
up on (or putting down) this ideal life I imagine, and I'm sure someday
I'll have a cute kitchen and maybe a trip to Europe.
But what I need after a long day of messes, meals, interruptions, and squabbles is to feel relief.
I need to know that my efforts are worth it. And I need to know that all my work is enough.
Mostly, I need guidance, confidence, and tools to spend my time on what is most important.
so much of what I yearn for--the images that please the eye and leave
me feeling utterly and devastatingly inadequate--is completely unnecessary.
What is necessary are people, relationships, and family.
too often, however, I get distracted by superficiality, the inundation
of emails, and the siren song of social media. I miss out on the true
happiness that is ALREADY EXISTING
right around me.
I want to live better.
I want to soak up every moment I get to spend with my aging parents--particularly with my mom, who is slipping quickly through the stages of Alzheimer's.
want to kneel down by the couch and fold dish towels while my
youngest daughter cartwheels all over the living room.
I want to ride our
little tandem bike home from the school pick-up and let the wind
blow in my face while my youngest son and I race down the hill--cherishing his
voice while he yells, "Faster, Mom! Faster!"
I want to
chop sweet peppers and celery with my older son and let him
excitedly tell me all about the characters in the book he's read four
times this month.
And sit cross-legged on my teenager's bed while we brainstorm ideas for her science project . . . and then sit quietly and really listen when she changes the subject and lets all her concerns and insecurities spill out.
I want to savor this messy, noisy, unpredictable life.
You do, too. Am I right?
So let's share our imperfections, discuss our best ideas, and help each other to stay focused.
things are expected of us, and there is a Power beyond our own who will
guide us toward solutions--in a way that will never overwhelm or
Building a powerful family, with God as our Guide, makes life beautiful and leads to true happiness.
This is my goal, and I'm dedicated to achieving it. If you want to join me, it will be so much more fun to do this together.