For the first time in many years I can truly say that I love my life. Right now, at this moment, I have everything for which I have prayeed. True, I have worked my ass of, but I could not have anything without the blessing which I have been given. And it feels so very good to be here, in this place, where life is again wonderful and where laughter knows no limits. Where smiles are lasting and my heart is light.
That being said, I still do not have a=everything together at all. I thin kit is an illusion that people, anyone really, has there life completely together. We are all a mess, somewhere, in some way, in our lives.
I am doing great work, loving life…and yet I seemed to have gained that other 5 (Ok, maybe 8) pounds that I lost. So now I need to loose 15lbs before going to the wedding next month. Oh, I can do, but I’ll have to give up a lot of chocolate…one of my many vices and addictions. And believe me, chocolate is both a vice and an addiction in my life and world. Trust me.
I managed to fold all the laundry, mostly, but the floor need to be mopped, I need to exercise, there are about 100 blogs and such that are buzzing around in my head that need to be written down and out of my thoughts. There is dusting to be done, my book to keep getting together, Mom’s book to promote…and lets not forget about the lawn. I have given up mowing it, so finally reached a yard guy today. Yippie.
And I wonder, in this day and age of instant everything, more communication than we can shake a stick at and 24 hours news channels, why can we not et it all done and have it all together? With all the modern conveniences, we should be able to just Get it done…or maybe not.
I think that is the wonderful, beautiful, messy and imperfect thing about being human. We will never have it all together. And either will anyone else, no matter how together they look. Trust me, there is a closet someone in their house that is a total mess, or they secretly have a fear of… sponges that no one knows about, or they don’t recycle. Or they are horribly clumsy (or maybe that’s just me?). Something, there will always be something that we are trying to get done, accomplish, improve, reach, or try. And we will never have it done. Because we are human and it is not in our nature to be perfect.
So stop trying. And if we ever got it together completely, maybe we would.