I'm so thankful for so many things and so many people. I have a wonderful family, home and job. This week I realized that while I do not have the money I could use to buy the things my children and family want, I have been given some great crafty gifts to make things better. Yesterday I spent the day moving things around to make room for the Christmas tree. Yes I know yesterday was Black Friday. The day when all bargain shoppers hit the streets before midnight but I am not a natural born shopper and quite simply there are no shopping funds at this time. Honestly, that whole scene scares the holy snot out of me. It's turns the holidays into a contact sport. Well, my two oldest and I moved furniture around; changing the entire dynamic of my living room...for the better.
I've found my inner DIYer once again. I've actually put pictures on the wall!! (I've lived in my house for 5 years with only two pictures and a shelf on my living room walls...ok one picture, a clock and a shelf) Anywho, if I can get my stiff body to move today I'm going to continue to peck away at my home getting it beautified for the holidays and for myself and the boys. I feel accomplished. I've also came up with a few diy Christmas things that I'll share in the days to come when I can get some pictures taken. Let's just say Google and I have found so many cute ideas using the things I've got in my craft box, kitchen, pantry, and yard. I'm like a kid in a candy store. hee hee.
I hope everyone is having a wonderful holiday weekend and staying safe. I'm off to rub some anti-pain cream on my sore muscles and back to decking the halls. God bless and stay safe everyone!
I have three amazing young men who do not ask for much but sacrifice so much. I hate feeling so inadequate as a provider. It's all on me and I try so hard to balance the roles I must be. I'm failing though. I can't give any one of them enough attention to properly complete their individual tasks sufficiently. So they are all left wanting, needing, desiring something that I can't provide. I'm tired and yet I know I haven't even begin to do enough to get the job done even the minimum.
So what's left for me to do? What else can I do to get through this? I pray and I hope that I don't damage them beyond repair when the grow up and have a life of their own. One I hope is so much better than I've given them. Every parent's goal is to provide a better life for their children than they had. I failed. I've provided such a poor life for them thus far. It will amaze me if they every look back once they leave.
But enough on my sorrow as a failing provider. I'll move past this. I always do. I'll put my happy face on once again. Make everyone around me happy and no one will be the wiser of my deficiency and maybe, just maybe, I'll pull this out of the bucket and make it all happen. Stranger things have happened.
Cat
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