After yet another rough day I am trying to take a step back and put things into perspective. I am trying to enjoy the little things that make me happy. Trying to let go and relax and just let my trouble melt away. This is much easier to do when you have 1/2 of a coconut cream pie in the fridge that is left over from Easter.
Yesterday and today I was able to come home, to my cozy, peaceful little home that I love, dish me up some pie and crawl into my new bed and watch TV. It is amazing what this can do for a person. The bed helps too. It’s a new bed that I had to promise my first born for it cost so much, but it was worth it. We haven’t had a new bed since we got married 7 years ago. It was time. Climbing into my new, enormous, 10 foot bed with my pie, my loving husband, and Frasier reruns was just what I needed.
As I savored my pie and willed myself to relax and unwind I had to keep reminding myself that life is about choices. I have to choose how upset I get and how I react to things. I have to remember that when people fail to meet my expectation and I get hurt that it is my own fault for expecting anything in the first place. I place those expectations on people, they don’t promise me anything. This is tough for me to remember. I let my guard down and I let people in and then when things do not go as I feel they should I feel let down and sad.
This next week will be a struggle to get through, but I have survived the worst of it I hope. Now it is about mending my bruised ego, swallowing my pride and doing what must be done for my little family. I am taking responsibility for my portion of this and moving on, one step at a time. I am just thankful for my sweet husband who lets me cry, my dwindling pie, and that new bed of mine, the little things in life that make it seem like everything will be ok. Here is to the beauty of little things in our everyday lives that get us through.
What are the little things that help get you through?