We break a nail. We get behind slow traffic. We don’t have anything new to wear to that special night. We are ready for church and the baby decides to leak through his outfit – all over us! We have to fill the car up with gas because our hubby forgot. The broiler was on, the phone rang, Junior smashed his finger, I forgot the broiler was on and just ruined my batch of toast – you know the batch where I just used all the rest of the bread. The kids have toys all over the floor and I can’t roll through! My cell phone is missing. It’s Sunday morning and time to go and somehow the toddler has already taken off his shoes and you can only find one. Facebook is having technical difficulties and I can’t get on. The crayon got left in the pocket that is now in my dryer. My tire goes flat on my wheelchair. The toilet overflowed. Four people are asking you questions at the same time with “emergencies” and then the phone starts ringing. Do I need to go on? Does this sound like your house? It sure sounds like mine!
It doesn’t take much to get us all out of whack and in a dither. Anyone of those things can get to me in moment depending on my mood. Especially when more than one of those things happen in one day! We talk about drama, we laugh about drama and we live in a lot of drama! But, I hate drama!! I hate it in myself!
I get really tickled when I speak at ladies meetings and women will come up to me and tell me that they wish they could have my sweet spirit, positive outlook, and sunny smile. I always laugh and tell them, “If you believe that, then PLEASE don’t talk to my husband and children!!” Just because I have decided to try to have a positive outlook regarding my disability, does not mean I handle the missing shoe episode very well! Actually, I don’t handle it well at all! I appreciate what they are saying to me, but I don’t want them to miss the point that life is very real around here and we all share in the same struggles. I don’t like myself in my dramatic moments because when I think back on it, I get really embarrassed at how I acted! I was in a church service recently and witnessed the scene when a child accidentally dropped the offering plate. I thought the mother was going to have a stroke and I felt so sorry for that child! I also got mad at myself because I would like to think I wouldn’t have acted that way, but I have come unglued for lesser things.
One thing that life these past 3 years has taught me though, is that there are annoyances and then there is real trouble. This is not about broken nails, crying children and flat tires. Times of real despair. Times of heartbreak that weigh on you so heavy that you do not know how you will ever live through it. Times that you are so thankful that you have a Heavenly Father you can go to because there is not another living soul you can turn to.
Most of us don’t face these kind of things every week, month or even year for that matter. Aren’t you glad?!! But when we do face them, it is a grim reminder that the things that we allowed to get to us so dramatically, really weren’t that bad at all. I mean, when that child is laying in a hospital bed fighting to breathe, does it really matter that he lost his shoes? I think it would matter very little and I think the emotions I would be feeling would be shame and guilt that I was ever upset at something to trivial.
The point of this post is to remind me that there are things in life so much bigger than my drama. I want to live a life of no regrets – in everything I do. Remembering to stress less and keep the dramatics to the real issues of life are one sure way of making sure that I accomplish that goal. I think my hubby and kids will like me better too! Here’s to many less dramatic days ahead!