It seems that I lie awake through the night thinking of these wonderful posts to write and how knowledgeable I feel and I will save the world, anyone that stumbles onto my blog will be changed for the better (not that everyone is inherently bad) but somehow I can make the world a better place.
Then I get going through my day and I am a grump, the house does not get cleaned, the laundry sits on the floor, dinner is cereal again, I have yelled at my children and I wonder how I could ever make the world better when this is my life?
You know what I did do this week? I snuggled with my husband (who is gone way too much) I had friends over to make soup, I completed a church task that had been looming for awhile, I tied a quilt for a humanitarian project, I've studied spelling with my 4th grader, I've helped with a power point for my 7th grader, we played monopoly ( I am the champion), I wrestled with my sophomore son because he thinks he is stronger than me, I've talked with my daughters who are too far to visit. I've studied my scriptures, and I've set goals for the coming year.
I look at my children and husband and find joy. No it's not a picture perfect world and it could be better, but it's who I am and I am happy with that. This is my Life