This morning I dropped a glass bowl on the floor-no not on purpose-it broke of course, and while I was cleaning up the shards, I thought about my life. I'm rather pensive these days.
For instance, when Larry and I were first married, I didn't know how to clean nor did I make an attempt to learn. Sad, but altogether true. The incredibly patient Mr. Larry, just waited for my life to catch up with his. It did, finally.
I still don't like to clean, but I make an awful lot more attempts than I ever did. In fact, Louise and Lezlie came over for a movie night and Lousie said how clean the house looked. "It's because I was having company, it forces me to clean up." Again, sad, but altogether true. Why can't I clean up just for myself or for Larry? I am learning though.
When I talk with my dear friends about how far we've come spiritually and especially emotionally, I'm filled with joy because of what Christ has done in and through us. The truth is, I entered adulthood terrified of my grownup status, I would have liked to stay Peter Pan like forever. But marriage and kids and good friendships forced me to do what I would not have done for myself.
I cook, I clean (sometimes), I work, I make better choices, I guess I'm finally that adult I never thought I would be. And I'm happy about it.
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Very cool, my friend. You are a wonderful, adult woman!!!
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Oh Shasteen, that is sooo me. In fact, I am so glad we have a Home Group or what would be the reason to ever clean! Serious! I clean when we are having company... sad but true!
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