A Happy Heart

HAPPY SUNDAY

Let me pose a question on this Happy Sunday: how many of us have been able to completely follow a course that we’ve mapped out ahead of time?

I think I was about 13 years old when I decided that I wanted to be an elementary school teacher. I held onto this dream as I applied to state colleges and was even accepted to one of them.

Instead, life happened and I went through a secretarial and accounting program, which eventually led to a career in office management, mostly for construction companies. I learned to enjoy my work and even thrived in the office atmosphere. How absolutely different from the path I had laid out for myself!

My point is that no matter where we find ourselves, or whatever career may be thrust upon us, we always have a choice. Either we can complain and bemoan our lot in life or we can try to find the good in our circumstances—no matter what they are. I’ve shared before that I used to lead a very busy life, full of family doings, household chores and a heavy work schedule. That was then and  I loved and enjoyed it all and thought it was normal for me.

Fast forward to my new normal. Each evening I think of several things I want to get done the next day. And then I wake up with another migraine, more body pain, and an all-encompassing fatigue that never seems to let up. What then?

I’ve learned to do what I can and leave the rest for some other time. Unfortunately, those “some other times” get postponed over and over again. I hate to look at the dust in my home, but I have a sweet and understanding hubby who has a saying I’ve come to truly appreciate:

If you don’t move things, the dust doesn’t show.

And he’s right!

We can choose to be miserable over what we are no longer able to do or we can be happy and grateful for the things we still can do. I may not be able to keep my home as clean as I would like but I am able—with Rick’s help—to keep it neatly picked up. I am no longer able to sew my own clothes or things for my home because sitting over the sewing machine wreaks havoc on my neck and back. But I can crochet! I love to make things for our home and for others, and that satisfies my creative side.

He is a wise man who does not grieve for the things which he has not, but rejoices for those which he has. —Epictetus

A happy heart makes the face cheerful,
    but heartache crushes the spirit. —Proverbs 15:13

Wishing you a Sunday filled with happiness and gratitude…