I get stressed and anxious about the future, finances, how long our car will last, when can we afford to buy a house. But, I'm content. Life is so freakin good right now. I have a job that I love, a business that's growing, two healthy and happy kids, a husband whose career is on the cusp of something big. Yet, I struggle with contentment. My contentment should not be in money and successes. My contentment should be in non-tangible things. Grace and peace, things hard to come by in these hyper-political and volatile days in the US of A. Things are bad out there. They're really, really awful and when I let myself get wrapped up in the presidential election and Black Lives Matter and the FDA and human trafficking and ALL the wars EVERYWHERE, I just want to give up. I want to run away with my babies and live in the woods and shut it all out. But, there is good, too. There is so much good. There are people helping their neighbors and raising their kids the best they know how.
I am finally ready to do more. I want to be stretched a little. I want to stress out about things that really matter. I'm going to facilitate a coat drive at Liam's school and help with their Thanksgiving lunches. I'm getting a part time job, to give our family a little breathing room; to pay for the groceries and the gas, possibly take more vacations and buy crap that we dont need. I wont have as much time for play dates and trips to the zoo but those weren't fulfilling to me anyhow. I want my kids to see their mom working for things that matter. That's the good that I can do. How about you?