6/9/12 Life: The Grass May Be Greener But . . .


There was a time when I lived freely and with total disregard.  My biggest concern was me, myself, and I.  Days would come and go, and I enjoyed every minute that life offered.

Fast forward to this present day and my life has changed dramatically (kid, dog, jobs, mortgage, etc.), and even though there is no more of what use to be, I am still enjoying life and all that it is.  Even though my days are hectic and filled with chaos and constant urgency, life is still good!  Do I ever get to the point where I stop and wonder, “How did I end up in this whirlwind?”  Absolutely, but every evening (when things slow down) I think about my day, and there is no way that I am not thankful for everything.  I am often tired and exhausted, I am sometimes frustrated and overwhelmed, but no matter what, I am aware that everything is part of my many lessons in life.  I may not acknowledge the positive in the negative when it’s happening, but when my world finally stops reeling, I become aware that, once again, I am very blessed.

The older I get the more I become aware of the days going by faster and faster, and each day I am living and learning.  I dare not think the grass is greener anywhere else, because it is my belief that when you crave someone else’s greener grass, you get their weeds too.  I would rather tend my own weeds.  My tribulations are mine to deal with, but there are other’s who are dealing with much, much more.

My constant goal:  To be forever grateful for that which is mine and stay always prayerful for others.

Peace & Blessings

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