I had a thought pass casually through my mind tonight. I surprised even myself. The kids were tucked in bed, it was dark, quiet, and I sat in the kitchen untying the double knots in Annie's shoes. Sounds pretty normal, right? I was totally relaxed in my mundane task, and thought to myself, "It feels so good to have someone to take care of."
I say that I surprised myself because the thought came naturally and simply. Not that I think I'm a bad person, that I've never had a good thought pass through my brain before, it's just that--and I hate admitting this--often there's a selfish little voice in my head that whispers to me and I have to exert real effort not to indulge it.
The fact that this thought came in a quiet moment, alone with myself, was proof to me that this IS the person I'm becoming. These unselfish yearnings ARE part of me, and, ever-so-slowly, are pushing aside the tendencies to focus on myself.
I was relieved to think that, indeed, there is hope for my selfish little soul. I CAN overcome my selfishness and replace it with something better. It's happening already, little by little. It's amazing, the loads of hope that come from one little thought.
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I thought the same thing on my drive home! As we were singing, "the ants go marching two by two" with gusto. I thought, "I love this! I'm so glad I have kids so I can sing these silly songs again!"
It is a good plan!
And, I have to tell you, I am addicted to pepper now! It makes me laugh because I recently thought pepper was a waste of the salt and pepper shakers. Nothing like conversion by testimony!
It was so fun to see you! Wish we could have come play games that last night. :( We were up late packing. Way less fun.
Jilene, YES, it was so fun to visit with you, too. It doesn't happen often enough, does it? We'll have to have a late night visit when you're up again...but then you'll have a new babe and you won't want to stay up late:)!
Jen, I'm SO happy to share a love of pepper with you! I can't explain what it is, but there's definately something to it:).
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