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Someone Did This for Me
Words to live by
The struggle is all too real. It is harsh. It is unrelenting, and I finally hit the wall.
I like to think I am a pretty positive person and generally can let the daily annoyances that bubble up just pop away. Lately, though, these annoyances make me bristle and swear in my head.
Maybe it is because it is Lent, and it seems whenever I decide to embrace a particular penance, for example, offering up my frustrations with the endless conversations my daughter has with herself when I know she wants something from me but just doesn’t want to come ask, the struggles seem to multiply like the Tribbles in Star Trek.
Or my spouse, now retired, who still seems to think that whatever he does is WAY more important than anything I am doing, and I need to stop whatever it is and help him figure out how to set up a spreadsheet in Google Sheets has been frustrating me to no end.
On top of this, there is nothing he asks from me that takes “only a second”, and before I know it the sun has set and I have done nothing toward any of the things that move me toward my spiritual goals or my goals for writing or other things.
Mom figured it out
Many years ago when I was a new mom, I was able to travel to Kansas City to see my family. I…
