A Little Perspective

Someone recently said to me “I follow your blog and you are really lucky. Your life seems so perfect.” Hmmm....I am lucky in a lot of ways, but my life is far from perfect. I choose to focus on the good things -the simple things- in life.

A lot of things in life can be looked at from several different perspectives.

I blog about the things that make me happy, the things I will want to remember, I blog about the things I create, most of which turn out pretty decent, but I have occasional fails, like this one. I have bad days too- usually those days I don’t want to relive, let along blog about it.

Each day has highs and lows and a lot of “in-betweens” or ordinary days.  I choose to enjoy the highs and cherish the “in-betweens.” In turn, this makes any lows seem to pale in comparison. And sometimes even the “lows” can actually be funny, like when my daughter spilled milk ALL over the kitchen. We could have allowed that to ruin an evening, or we could laugh about it, take pictures and all of the sudden, it becomes an adventure. This is how we discovered our little girl loves mopsJ

My days consist of the same mundane tasks that I am willing to bet the average person has to do: laundry, cooking, bathing, grocery shopping, paying bills, working, cleaning up…the list goes on. But in between all the stuff we need to do to survive day to day, we have fun and I choose to focus on that. I could focus on the massive amount of extra laundry I did or the shower that made such a mess, but made my daughter think she was at a waterpark. I could focus on the dog poo that got all over my daughter’s rain boots and the garage and the rug and me or the fun time she had jumping in the puddles! I could focus on the fact that my clothes are a little tight from not being able to exercise for months, or the even better fact, that the sedentary lifestyle was temporary for me and I can exercise now. I can focus on the guilt I have EVERY.SINGLE.DAY I drop my little girl off at daycare (which I why I love my husband even more for dropping her off) or the giant smile and shrieks that ensue when my car pulls up at daycare to pick her up and take her home.

My life is not perfect…no one’s life is. But there are usually multiple perspectives to every situation…

~Angela