The Millennial Homemaker

The musings of a Stay at Home Mom

When the $h17 hits the fan…

on March 11, 2017

The revamping of my brain

A lot has happened in my life in the past 6 months. I have two choices to peak your curiousity… (1) I can elaborate on the boring details; or (2) I can just apologize for the crickets over here.

Yes, literally, I’ve heard crickets in my brain these past 6 months. I am not sure if it’s because I am in a whirlwind of mid-life madness, or if it’s because my path is about to change. Anywho… it’s nobody’s fault but mine, but I’m not choosing to blame.

I’m choosing to move forward

Life has a funny way of throwing $h17 in your face. I don’t want to say the actual curse word, but if you can read Klingon, then I’m sure you can understand what I am saying.

Here’s a recap of what I’ve been through (bucket list, anyone?)…

  • I became a mom at 23 (so young)
  • I became a wife at 23 (again, too young)
  • I moved away from everyone and everything at the age of 26
  • I bought my first home at 27
  • I kept having more kids (age 25, 28, and finally 34)
  • I finally got my Bachelors degree at 39
  • I lost my dad at age 21, then my sweet mom at age 41
  • I lost my home, my two cars, and my financial credibility at age 36
  • And, the icing on all the cake… I lost the trust in marriage at age 42

I could be so bitter about all of these changes. And yes, there are times when the bitterness superceded the joy. “Consider all JOY my brethren when you encounter various trials… said James in the New Testament.” Maybe James never had to file bankruptcy, or hold his dying mother’s hand, or listen to the horror of his spouse’s affair.

But, when it’s ALL said and done, when I draw upon my final breath on this planet of green and blue, will I be satisfied with my life?

I have to say YES.

I have to say that no matter how much $h17 has been thrown in my path, that the dash between my birth year and death year on my gravestone will represent a life well lived.

And WELL LOVED.

I love people I know more than I should. That’s the codependent side of me. But, I also love humanity. I love that people are the only creatures on this planet that can truly change the trajectory of this planet for good or evil. I hope that it’s for good.

My intentions for living are for good.

I want my four children to know that I did the best damn job I could in raising them.

Model citizens? Maybe. Great humanitarians? I HOPE SO.

Love God and love others…. that is my motto. It may not be yours, and that’s okay. But I hope that you DO love something… or someone.

For even when the $h17 hits the fan and rains poop emojis on you, you can still smile. Just like the yellow t-shirt in Forrest Gump… Have a nice day!

 

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