Work started at 7.00am this morning with breakfasts and getting the kids ready for school and then off to school. We then had swimming lessons with Mr 3 and then had to drive around and do many many jobs that for some reason just did not end. It rained and was then hot, I drove around for parking spots that just never seemed to free up, I had a very tired 3 year old who just wanted to sleep...it never seemed to end. I was driving back to the house, Mr 3 very upset, my patients wearing very thin when I suddenly got a kick back to reality when a funeral car drove past with a long line of sad people driving behind it. Here I am worried that I was hot and how I was going to get bubby to sleep when we get back to the house when these poor people were going through the hardest and saddest day of their lives. It really hit home that I should be thankful for the beautiful life that I am living and stop sweating the small stuff. Not worrying about it being hot but being thankful for the chance to feel the heat. Not worrying about all the driving I have to do but be thankful that I have the ability to drive in a beautiful car. Not worrying about cleaning the house but be thankful for our beautiful home and the roof over our head. Not worrying about buying a brand new car or a 2nd hand one but be thankful we have the chance to make the choice. Not worrying about all the dog and cat hair all over our house but be thankful for the beautiful cuddles and special moments my pets give me. Not worrying about how smelly Rob is when he falls asleep on the bed after being too tired after work and not showering but be thankful that I have an amazing husband that I get to fall asleep next to every night and wake up to every morning.
For the past week my friend has been in the hospital with her 4 month old baby with suspected bronchitis. It has been 12 days and he is not getting any better so they transferred him into the Mater where he can be closely monitored and go through further tests. We used to work together and we haven't seen each other in over 4 years but still keep in touch randomly on facebook. However after the day I had I knew that I needed to go in and see her and her beautiful bubby and just give her a hug and let her know that I was there for her. My sister met me in at the hospital and we went in for a visit. This little boy just amazed me. He was so very sick but he smiled the entire time and talked away and was just so strong. This once again pulled at my heart string and showed me that life is so precious and we should appreciate and be thankful for every minute of every day.
I came home to a smoothie and a late night viewing of 'Packed to the Rafters' which absolutely topped the day off and I spent the whole hour sobbing like a baby. Even though it is only a tv show it just broke my heart to think this happens every day. I think the cry was really good for my soul and allowed me to let out all of my emotions that I had felt throughout my roller coaster day. We have our good days and our bad days. But today I am grateful for my bad day because I know that tomorrow I am going to wake up to a glorious Wednesday with a smile on my face and appreciate the true beauty in this world and the gorgeous people and love that I have in my life.
x S.K.K x