I went back to work this week after enjoying some time off last week.
Today was a particularly long day, and as I was sitting at my desk, writing some notes, I was listening to Zach gab about his day. I stopped writing, leaned back in my chair, sighed and said “I wish I were a stay at home Mom so I wouldn’t miss all that”.
He started massaging my shoulders (sweetie!) and sighed right back, “I wish I were a stay at home kid”.
He cracks me up.
But I was thinking today, as I was walking into my last appointment how I wish I didn’t have to work – or at least work as much as I do.
Then, I caught myself. I was visiting a woman who was desperate to go back to work, desperate to walk again, desperate to have her memory back, desperate to not have a brain injury.
What the heck do I ever have to complain about? It’s a priviledge for me to be walking into her home, helping her in the ways I can, and then return home to my crazy-fun-loving-healthy-happy home.
It’s a priviledge that my work allows me to serve others and helps me remember to count my blessings.
I just need to remind myself of that when I am missing being home with my kids (and remember that if I was at home with my kids they would likely be driving me crazy and I would be craving that time to go be on my own working!!).
Grass is always greener. Need to appreciate the yard you are given!