In the spirit of Thanksgiving….
that and I am baking at 11:30 at night….
I am thinking about my life and what makes me happy….
One of the ‘perks’ of being a special needs mom is that you meet other special needs moms. I swear, if I’m ever caught on the Golden Gate bridge, in the middle of an alien attack in a snow storm, don’t call Superman or Spiderman, call one of these moms; they are truly amazing. I live off of their strength like one of those crazy creatures in Aliens.
If you need a source of inspiration this weekend, take a tip from my friend Maria. She wrote this week two in the ICU….
MOMENTS OF JOY
I read somewhere that happy people focus on moments of joy rather than overall happiness. I am sure many people dread the life we live. A sick young child with a life threatening progressive disorder without a cure in sight, how much worse can it be? I sometimes see it for a split second in people’s eyes, but I hope they never see it staring back at them. The simple reason is that we feel happy in the middle of all our stress and uncertainty. We have completely moved away from finding complete happiness in all parts of our lives. The focus is on moments of joy, and they sure are there for us.
So on Thursday…..
If the turkey is dry….
And the mashed potatoes are runny…..
And crazy Uncle Charlie just pinched your ass because he’s had too much to drink….
And you found a cat hair in Aunt Nancy’s jello mold…..
Take a deep breath and find your moment of joy….
You might have to dig deep but you can find it.