Returned to work on 1 April, pun intended. It’s comforting that the crap is consistent or as my mother put it more eloquently; the more things change the more they remain the same.
So focusing on blessings such as:
I’m the mother of two sons
I have 1 hour off work for breastfeeding
My husband’s presence and support
My helper’s assistance and using initiative
My friends here in the desert and abroad
Getting into work and receiving hand made cards from Mummy and Auntie Joan
I have a job and an income which helps us cover all our costs and give us some luxuries
I work with or encounter so many people whose family are back ‘home’
I have a place of worship to go to freely
My older son is such an engaging child that his weekend was super hectic: 1 sleepover, 2 birthday parties and a playdate.
The great thing of starting a list of your blessings, is that you can’t seem to stop. And you realize that blessings come in different sizes and may last for different lengths of time.
Is it time to stop and count your blessings?