Looking Back

I haven’t written in quite a while for a couple of reasons.  I’ve diverted my attention elsewhere (mostly crafting and visiting Dollar Tree 😂)) and haven’t really known what to say.  It is a very stressful and divisive time in our world, a time with a lot of lose-lose situations.  I find that as I have analyzed and  evaluated various decisions and opinions that sometimes both “sides” are right AND both “sides” are wrong.  People like to believe that their way is the only way, but the reality so many times isn’t even in the middle.  It’s just not there.  We live in an imperfect world and are imperfect people, but this year seems even harder.  It has clearly pointed out that we are all coming from unique places, yet fighting common battles.  It is hard for us to listen to each other and see “all sides of the coin”.  When we do, we realize that little is “black and white”.  There is always something else to consider, and oftentimes that means that there is never truly a “right” way.

My niece asked a very wise and innocent question of my sister recently.  She wondered, “Mom, what’s the least important job?”  Sarah couldn’t really come up with an answer, and neither could I the next day.  It’s an interesting question, I realized, because one, it depends on what you value and like, and two, every job in some way contributes to the livelihood of other jobs.  So, if posed as a personal question that affects your life, you might be able to answer this thought provoking question, but if phrased as this eight year old did, the answer is “none”.

So, if you’ve made it this far, I’ll tell you the real reason I started to write tonight.  My oldest child will be 21 tomorrow.  Unbelievable.  This weekend, an amazing thing happened.  My husband happened to have a  VCR arrive at the house.  He’s been wanting to find one for a while so that he could watch his senior video from high school.  Ironically, he had finally just obtained one, and pulled out one of the other few videocassettes still in our possession - Justin’s first and second birthdays.  Wow, almost exactly 20 (and 19) years ago to the day.  My “baby boy” right before my eyes again.  My mother’s heart is so full.  💜

Blessings,

Jenny