My Season

This cute sign from Cute Miss Birdie hangs in my office. I look at it all day. It IS never too late to live your happily ever after. We can choose to be sad, angry, envious, frustrated, scared, hurt, or happy, optimistic, thankful, kind, and patient. It's our choice. My season right now is a season of single parenthood. It's a season of activity. My body is working so well. I work it out five to six days a week. It moves and bends and sweats. I go to school three days a week. My brain learns, expands, and grows. I work full-time five days a week. My communication skills get better, my creativity expands, my job skills grow. I am a single mom to four growing boys 24 hours a day, seven days a week. My patience is tested, my humility is necessary, my love stretches to points I never thought possible. We laugh and we cry. We play and we work. We hug and we smack butts. My season isn't the season I planned on. It isn't the season I wanted. It isn't the season that I would have considered a success. But, it's good. It's a great season. I am unbelievably blessed with four boys. I am blessed with extended family who support us and love us and care about us. I am blessed with good people around me who buoy me up when I feel like I am sinking. This is my season. And it is good.