Yesterday was a good day. Nothing exciting happened and I didn't even get to talk to my husband, but there was peace. Maybe it's more apparent in contrast to what else is going on in the world, but my world was brighter and shinier than normal. (It's definitely some endorphins kicking in from working out too.)
I spent a good deal of time over winter break promising that I was going to compliment as much as complain, or even more than complain...that's the goal. I want to highlight for myself and for those thinking that I'm a "poor girl doing it all" that our life is not so bad or hard. Focusing on the bad means missing the little good things, so now I'm trying to look for the little things...like getting a lovely graffitti on my facebook from my 13 year old son. Or explaining to my 5 year old about compound words and her getting it. Or sharing the dinner we all had a hand in cooking.
Sometimes, the good days aren't flashy and they're only good because they're not bad, but I'll take them. And I'll hold them up to the world and say...I had a good day.
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I love this. There are so many days that I'm not thankful for the day thats only good because its not bad.
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