If I am not doing dishes, I am probably finishing the laundry. I am sure you know how that is. It seems that all I do is ‘take care of others.’ The funny thing is that in the last few weeks I gained another someone to care for. That is how my crazy life goes. Our newest addition is a seventeen year old foreign exchange student. Just what I needed, huh? I was thinking (as I did many loads of laundry) that it is difficult to contentment in the little things. Meeting the needs of a family feels like the little things. I know that when I spend an hour making dinner- I will spend another hour cleaning up. When I make the children change into clean shirts, I am increasing my workload. Yet, I would not have it any other way. I want everything to be clean, organized and right for the kids. Yet, sometimes it is difficult to separate myself from the continuous loads of laundry and the never-ending stack of dishes. Have any of you felt that way?
My home is full of things that need my attention. If you couple that with OSG’s medical issues, his sister’s physical issues, homeschooling and our new non-English speaking charge, I am one crazy woman. Let me add tired to that crazy- one tired, crazy woman.
I know that this time is short though. OSG and his brother are almost fourteen. The exchange student will go home. My youngest will be ten. Everything moves forward and a day will come that this little mismatched family will go its separate ways with the hope of changing the world for the better. Every time I thing about what I would like to do with my day- I try to remember that. I rarely have time to write. I do not sit down for more than a minute somedays. I do have goals and dreams outside of the basic household charms. I am just waiting for the right time for them. I know that it is not now. I cannot change that. So I have made it my job to find a certain contentment in the little things. Finding joy in the tired nights because I know that I have served. I have changed the world for the five people who depend on me. I think I might have the best job in the whole world- even if it does make me a little crazy sometimes.
~Angie
