Saturday, December 23, 2006

2 Jobs

I feel spoiled. . .

My husband works 2 jobs - what a man! He gets it done! And he looks good doing it! He spends his mornings serving coffee to early risers and then spends his late mornings/afternoons/evenings taking care of youth.

My kids (without prompting from me) pray regularly thanking God that I get to be home with them!

If this is my job . . . making dinners for my husband & kids, cleaning, making sure all is taken care of for my man when he gets home . . . I can do that!

I know it may appear to be the "traditional role" and boring, but I actually like it. In fact, with a husband like Matt and kids that are always thanking me for what I do - how can I not enjoy it?

I am a pessimist at heart. So the days I actually realize life is good - I thought I better write it down.

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