The other night, my husband asked me how I was. Wasn’t that a thoughtful question? Unfortunately, I was in the middle of changing a nasty blowout of a diaper. I replied (with sarcasm, of course), “Living the dream!”
Tonight as I was changing an even nastier diaper (yuuuuccckkk!), I had a flashback to that conversation. With no one but a squirmy baby to talk to, I said to myself, “Living the dream!” (Sarcastically, of course.) Then I stopped- not changing the diaper, I had to keep plowing through that mess- but with my thinking. I thought to myself, you really are living the dream. You’re living someone’s dream of having a baby. You see, I know more than one person who has wanted kids but can’t physically have children. I’m over here popping babies out like a champion. I’m living the dream.
Then I started thinking about my home. My old farm house has uneven, annoyingly squeaky wood floors in the dining room and carpet in the bathroom. Yes, you read that correctly. I have carpet in my bathroom. Whomever thought this was a brilliant idea MUST have been past the potty training stage. I’ve been having a little green monster of envy lately wishing that I had a nicer, newer house. Those people look like they’re living the dream with the brand new homes and perfectly manicured lawns. Not us, we have a mole. A giant rodent is currently tearing up my yard. Then I have to stop and think of what I do have in my life. I have a beautiful, old home with lots of space for the children to run (and destroy) without worry. I can say that this is good. This is great. I’m living someone’s dream. Because somewhere out there, there is a Mom with her family living in the city in a tiny, cramped apartment with no space or home of their own. I’m living the dream.
I think of our country- the great U.S.A. and I could say with much sarcasm and even disdain (given the current state of our politics), aren’t we here “Living the dream?!” But guess what? We sure the heck are! Some countries out there are so poor that they don’t have the basic necessities that we take for granted (like indoor bathrooms with carpet). Not to mention the freedom to live the way we choose and believe what we want to believe! We’ve got it all in America (except free health care, but that’s a whole other blog post, isn’t it?!) We are living the dream.
So I guess my point of all this is….drum roll please…even though your situation may not be ideal, you’re living the dream! If you can’t see what you have, just ask someone less fortunate than yourself. You have SO many blessings, Friend. Don’t forget to count them.
Until next time, keep living the dream!