Kisses are like tears...the only ones that are real are the ones that you can't hold back.
Quality problems.....
It's good every now & then to get a reality check from a friend. I am married to someone who if I was asked to describe, I would say is the most intelligent dork you will ever meet, with a killer smile, a smoking body, and the softest lips you could ever hope to kiss. This is a the kind of person who will stand beside you in one of the darkest moments of your life & just reassure you that things will be ok, no matter what. I work in a profession that has afforded me a decent living & the ability to afford to spoil my kids a little too much. Most people with my history are shunned at most work sites, but I have been fortunate to have steady work coming in. My two aforementioned boys are as bright as they come & are at the top of both of their classes as for as academic excellence. My health is ok for 40 years old, and my vision & hearing are better than many half my age.....Yes, all of this stuff is positive grist for the mill, I know. But at times I get bogged down with stuff that should be brushed off my shoulder and forgotten. Take my work for instance, I have a coworker who is a fat hog who is always talking about politics & her favorite candidate & how everyone is so blind if they don't vote for him. Personally I think Charlie Crist is an over tanned douchebag who has loyalty only to himself. But regardless, I am not one to possess civil rights at this time, so I won't be voting for anyone. So why do I bother even listening to this 300 pound beotch go on???? Yet I do, and I allow it to get to me that she is so annoying with her pitch for this idiot! I also have been allowing the parents of the youth flag football team to get to me too much. I started coaching so I can be with my boys more, and vowed not to make it about winning. Yet I found myself recently getting sucked into the mentality that we need to run our 2 top players and score, score, score. While all along in the back of my head I was thinking "we have 9 other kids who want to run the ball as well." I have invested too much mental energy into this problem as it is. Then there is of course the marriage issues that I let get to me(If they are issues at all). All this stuff & more drags me down on a daily basis it seems. Sure there are periods of reprieve when I am happy as a peach, but then something happens, and I go black again... Well this week a friend of mine shared with me that she is dealing with not only her husbands grandmother being at death's door, but his Aunt is in the hospital suddenly with a very low chance for survival. She is looking at having to travel up north and bury two family members at the same time, while trying to be their for her husband at the same time. That is the kind of slap in the face I needed this week. Makes worrying if the new play I set up will be the game winner we need seem pretty silly. In the long haul of life, I sometimes get focused on a small bump in the road & overlook the giant sinkhole my neighbor just drove into. So hopefully I have been a little help with my friend, if only by letting her know she & her family are in my prayers. And tonight I will hug my kids & wife just that much closer & thank God for today with them.
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