I've been bothered by a thought all week....How much of myself do you have to give up to make others happy? Maybe at my age and stage of life, that is all I am good for. I'm not feeling sorry for myself, don't interpret this wrong, its just that everyone else issue take presidency over mine. After a day of coaching kids, encouraging acquaintances, taking care of everything around the home, being strong for the surprises in life that we didn't expect,and the disappointments of family. Struggling in this economy, and work, I wonder sometimes who I have become.
I think everyone wonders at one time or another. It makes you reflect back and long for either the good old days, or hope for the future and new......
I am the oldest of two children....actually I am a middle child. I had a older brother that died at birth. So I am left confused. My husband likes to tease me and says that I am both....A bossy peace maker! haha I wonder sometimes how different my life would be if I truly was a middle child. Its a lot of responsibility filling both shoes. Somewhere between all the changes in my moms life and the lack of changes in my sisters life I can't win for losing! What does that really mean, anyway? I'm sure it was a made up saying from someone who had a week-end like mine!
I need to remember that my purpose in life is to raise honest, loving, faithful, giving and grateful children. Be a wife my husband is proud of. A friend that can be trusted to the very end. And a daughter and sister that will choose peace for the sake of the family.
I know this is not my usual writing, but someday when my children are reading this and they are having a hard time....they will know they are not alone in how they feel. They are not the first to be disappointed by family or worried about their friend. They can have a week that is not what they would have chosen. But at the end of the day, as they put their head on the pillow, they can rest and be at peace knowing someone "mom" understands.
Thursday, January 28, 2010
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