After my temper tantrum last week, I"m left to ponder...what good did that do me? Other than I bawled my eyes out and you always feel better after that; but what else?
I feel a bit foolish, really. Especially after my poor baby girl was in a rollover accident and had to have 9 staples (yes, you read that right, STAPLES) punched into her scalp on Saturday evening. As soon as we'd heard about this, I said to my husband, "This does nothing for my faith lacking hypothesis!!" This followed by, "What the hell!?!? Are you kidding me?!?!?!" (All while shaking my fist at the sky!!)
Because I'm teachable and there is serious wisdom coursing through the veins of my loved ones, and therefore must be trickling through my own, I realize that there IS something to all of this. It's a miracle that Baby Girl wasn't hurt WORSE. It's a miracle that Baby Girl's hubby and G-Baby were unscathed. It is a miracle that the Good Samaritan who happened by, happened by. It's a miracle that the funds for another vehicle appeared.
I didn't really think that there wasn't something to all this,OK. Let's get that straight. I was just pissed off that things have been going so crappy lately. Now I have to admit that I'm being pretty selfish. What makes me think I need things to go smoothly? Why do I think that I'm entitled to anything?!? It just sucks, that's all.
A change of attitude is in order, I believe.
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