When life gets tight and stressful, and our days seem to boil down to switching who gets to go on the computer first to finish their homework, the little things make all the difference.
Yesterday it was the simple gift of a half of an orange.
Speaking of fruit, we’ve been getting some lemons lately. Not the eating kind, but the omg-life-is-so-stressful-and-tight-and-I-just-want-to-escape-to-Mexico kind.
H is great at showing me how small things can really illuminate those stupid lemons.
Like, instead of complaining that we can’t go out to eat ‘cuz its too expensive, we eat dinner by candle-light at home and grab some “champagne” to fancy it up (ya, I know you know don’t drink).
Or instead of complaining that we can’t go to Mexico this year (AGAIN!), we can shut the bathroom door and stand by the heater that blasts out amazing tropical heat on us and smile.
Or instead of complaining that life is so gosh-darn-busy-I-wanna-shoot-myself, I can be happy in the moment, even if its a simple gift of a half an orange.