This has been a rough week. My grandparents have Covid. My great grandma has Covid. And my “adopted” grandparents have been in the hospital with Covid, and he died. I cried so many tears this week.
After getting a good talking to the other day from a customer it made me start thinking about if I am where I need to be or if I should be doing what I do. Although I have some control over the area I cover, in the end I do not have control in general. I do the best I can with the knowledge I have and the tools at my disposal.
My husband Chris and I have discussed getting a puppy for a while now to help with my manic depression. Sometimes I can feel when an episode is coming on and other times it hits like a freight train completely unexpected. We’ve asked around and did some research and one of the best ways to help someone (other than medication) with depression is getting an animal. The decision was made, now we just had to wait for the opportunity to get a dog.
During this season of our lives, Whitnie and I have received so many generous gifts: graduation gifts, wedding gifts, Christmas gifts, birthday gifts, and gifts for no reason at all. I am thankful for the gift of salvation, the gift of life (I survived Covid, as did many of my friends and family this year), and I am thankful for my wife. But one gift which I never really thought about—at least not until after Covid hit—was the gift of TIME. Have you ever thought of this?
I presume it comes with age, but lately I have learned to slow my life down. People are always rushing to get somewhere, and I could never understand that. Sure, I’ve fell victim to the rushed lifestyle as well at times, but it’s a habit I am trying to break. Spending a lot ofwhat little time we have - stressed about getting some place is not worth it to me. One of the best things I could have done for my soul was to slow things down. Wal-mart will still be there no matter what time I get there. Supper tastes just as good at 7 p.m. as it would’ve at 6 p.m. and I will admit it takes us three days sometimes to finish a movie.
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