That means, regardless of the amount of time and energy I am blessed with, there are some jobs that simply don't get done. Many of these I am capable of, I simply don't choose them first. Like changing potlights, for example, or drilling things in the walls.
I mean, I can do it, I really can, and I have, its just sometimes, I opt out.
Such was the case with backyard clean up this fall, which was done in a haphazard manner refelcting my general aversion to the task.
As with all choices, there are consequences.... and yesterday evening was the time for me to face the mess I had made by neglecting our yard.
Suffice to say, it did not please the "Queen" of the castle to be struggling with a messy yard and some undesirable tasks, even less so as I had to decline more than one adorable invitation to play, chalk, skip, walk and ride bikes with the ever so sunshiny littlest one in the family.
This did not please me at all. It made me quite grumpy, in fact, which I carefully and calmly explained to my youngest daughter.
And so I worked away, finally finishing the task, all the while apologizing to my girls for the fact that I was not in the best of moods.
I know my girls understand. I know they see me working hard in our home. At least I hope they do.
I also know that they see me trying, sometimes failing, often succeeding, always persevering.
I sense, that as they get older, they see me simply as me, not as super Mommy, and I think that's really important. Its important for them to me struggle and its important for them to see me try. So that when life requires this of them, they will do the same.
Something very special about my youngest daughter, is her ability to pour love from her heart, onto paper, in little letters and drawings that always manage to find me when I am most in need.
Last night was no exception, just before bath, little miss thoughtful locked my bedroom door, asked for privacy and went to work writing one of her trademark letters.
Mama I love you.
Thank you.
Dear : Mama
i'm writing this letter to tell you how you make me feel........
Your smile makes me want to fall down
your laugh sounds like music
i'm sorry when you are stressed
your hair looks pretty however it is
even in the morning
you don't need to be dressed up to be pretty
you don't even need a titch
even the smallest dot of makeup.
you're gorgeous just the way you are.
I love spending time with you more than anything
(you are probably tearing up by now!!:)
God picked the perfect person to be my Mama.
I love the way you do everything.
I love doing yoga with you.
You know this could go on forever so I'll end this soon.
The best part of this letter is,
I Love You.
By:Emilie
ps. J'aime les petits choses tu fais pour moi
xoxo
