It’s been a particularly hard, stressful week. There have been a lot of tears. A lot of worry. A lot of hectic-ness and feeling frazzled. But I just had a moment where I realized, this has really been a great week too. Lots of moments that, at the time, didn’t seem very significant or like much, but when you add them up, they are kind of…everything. And the best.
Having dinner with a close friend and her friend, and making a new friend as a result.
Stopping by for drinks for a friend’s birthday and still seeing their smiles, despite being late.
Texts from friends and family throughout the week.
Watching Maizey chase a ball and run full speed.
Meeting a friend for coffee and chatting non-stop about everything from dogs to careers to moving to significant others to purses and shoes.
Sharing a bottle of wine and enjoying dinner with girl friends.
Snuggling a little baby and watching a toddler learn to walk.
Having Maizey put her head on my lap when I’m wiping away tears.
Running into friends at the coffee shop and making small talk and realizing connections with friendly strangers.
Walking the quiet streets with a friend.
A long hug after a few days apart.
Holding hands while riding in the car.
Looking out a coffee shop window and realizing that the town I’m in is quaint and becoming quainter every year. And realizing how much I love it which is funny since I hated this little town when I moved here. A little time and a new perspective — and maybe just looking out the window with a sense of wonder and appreciation for where you are in life — can change everything.
The fact is – surprise! – life isn’t perfect. No one’s is. Everyone has crappy times. I saw a friend in the coffee shop this morning who said her heater went out, her plumbing broke, and a string of other things went wrong all in one week, but she was smiling and hugging a friend. And that’s how life is: stuff goes wrong, it’s never perfect, but there are small moments where you feel a sense of belonging, friendship, support and love that help you realize that’s what really matters. Not the broken heater, not the stressful day – it’s the ability to find reasons to smile and recognize the good among all the bad too. Because the bad doesn’t go away – it just changes depending on the day. But there’s good every day too.
It’s not the perfect house, the biggest house, the cleanest house, the most important job, the “healthiest” meals, the “hardest” workout, the nicest car, the newest “thing”, the right brand, or maintaining the appearance of perfect that makes up perfect. It’s realizing that, whether you have all that or don’t, you’re happy with where you are, with your life, with yourself, and recognizing all you do have to be grateful for in spite or despite all of that. Maybe you list what you’re grateful for that helps you recognize it; I don’t. But I have overwhelming moments of pure gratitude and contentment that help me step back and realize that my life may not be perfect, but it’s pretty damn perfect at the same time. And I have a lot to be happy about.