Being blissful is awesome.
But it’s not always reality.
I argue with my husband-to be. I’m overly critical of myself and often feel not quite good enough. My dog is poorly trained and may not even know her name (even though it’s awesome). I make huge messes when I cook. I burn things, I break things. I’m evil in the morning. I lose my patience more frequently than I used to. I’m nervous about the future. I tend toward lazy. I pout a lot. Communicating in healthy ways is something I’m still learning. I will overindulge in just about anything you put in front of me. And I get very depressed that I’m 37 and not the one thing I thought I would be in life: a mom.
I read something once that stuck with me. I wish I had saved it because it’s worth reading often. Something along the lines of: Don’t be jealous of anyone, because you have no idea what that person is going through. No one’s life is perfect. The woman with incredibly well-behaved children might be struggling with a cheating spouse. The woman in a high-powered, successful position at work might be in the depths of infertility. The woman who always has sincerely thoughtful things to say about other women might have an abusive home life. A big house might be empty of love. A fancy car might be an escape. On the flip side, the family just scraping by- the one with the kids that aren’t always clean and the beat-up minivan- might have the happiest, loving home. It’s not smart to make assumptions about people- because chances are, you’re wrong.
I write a lot about “good things.” I post (a lot of) photos of pretty places and yummy food and a handsome man and an adorable dog. Yes, that is my reality. But it’s not all of it. A snippet of The Daily Norm’s recently Freshly Pressed post worded it far better than I could:
I do like to count my blessings, however, and I actually think writing a blog, which encourages one to reflect more on one’s life, making the most of occasions, events and opportunities for the sake of sharing and recollecting interesting and unique snapshots of life, makes us bloggers appreciate life with a renewed vitality and a very sharp focus.
The point of the usual bliss is not to pretend my life is perfect, or offer a façade of what I’m like or how my life really is. I’m a mess, just like everybody else! I think by now, my readers have gotten to know more than just the shiny side of me. It’s my choice to focus on the good stuff.
I started writing this blog to remind myself to keep everything in perspective. To think positively when I’m heading the other direction. To be grateful for the little things and even more grateful for the big things. To recognize special times in my life. To find the bright side.
To try to find a way to laugh when I step in dog pee, first thing out of bed. Before coffee, you guys.
Life is good. Even when it’s bad, life is good.