Your Blog is Depressing

Last night my son sat down next to me with a sad expression on his face. He told me he was still a little hungry even though he ate a big dinner.

I reminded him that is always hungry. He put his head on my shoulder and said, "Can I tell you something that will hurt your feelings?" Uh, Oh. I said "Of course" and then mentally braced for impact?". What would it be?

Maybe he noticed at his friend’s house the other day, that most moms serve something from each of the food groups at meal time. Maybe he noticed this for the first time because not long ago when I finally got around to dinner it was 9:00pm and I served cereal. It was Cheerio’s & Fruit Loops!  I told my family that I believe each of those colored loops is meant to represent one of the food groups so it's an awesome choice for dinner!  When my 12 year old asked me "What else are we getting for dinner?" I replied, "a spoon".  This is what flashed through my mind but he wasnt talking about my dinner making skills.

He sat up, looked me in the eye and said, "I'm sorry mom, but your blog is WAY depressing." He had read the last couple of blog posts. We talked for a while and I explained a few things. My blog is like a journal or a diary. He grew up hearing all my funny stories and he didn't think anyone would want to read a funny or inspiring story one day and then read a sad story on the following day.

But isn't that exactly what life is? It's kind of like giving birth. A woman goes through pain and suffering but because she is stronger than she knew she was, she makes it through the pain and soon she becomes a mother and all that pain is worth it.

It is those painful moments that make us truly appreciate the wonderful, amazing and happy moments. 

Women are emotional creatures by nature but we are also strong. It helps to know I am not alone in what I face each day. Sometimes it is our sense of humor that gets us through the day. Maybe it is our faith, family or our friends.

If you are like me, you can almost always find something to laugh about, even in our darkest days. Sometimes laughing is what helps.  It has always strengthened me to see or hear the examples of other women I admire. Smart women, kind women, funny women, cheerful women, plump and skinny women.... It helps to know I am not alone. There is a huge network of sisterhood out there just waiting for us to tap into.

Even if your ugly moments are dragging down your spirit and you feel like you'll never be happy again, you can turn to one of those women for something to smile about.  It is comforting to know your child is not the first to put bologna in the DVD player.  It's not just you who sometimes drinks milk from the carton or has hidden dirty dishes in the oven when unexpected company arrived.  Maybe you are not the first wife to ask your husband if he promises to love you if you had flippers instead of arms and legs.  (he said he would!!!  Yesssssss!)   And maybe, just maybe, there is a woman out there who feels lonely, hurt or sad who will turn to you.

I learned long ago that when I share parts of my life, the Good, the Bad AND the Ugly, someone out there appreciated it and learned from it. And that is why I started this blog.  To share a laugh, a story, something that inspired me or share an experience I have had and what I learned from it, and that is never a bad thing.

Well, I can’t write anymore. I have to go make dinner....now THAT is depressing!  What's for dinner you ask??   Well, let me ask you this..... what goes well with Lucky Charms?

 

Last night my son sat down next to me with a sad expression on his face. He told me he was still a little hungry even though he ate a big dinner.

I reminded him that is always hungry. He put his head on my shoulder and said, "Can I tell you something that will hurt your feelings?" Uh, Oh. I said "Of course" and then mentally braced for impact?". What would it be?

Maybe he noticed at his friend’s house the other day, that most moms serve something from each of the food groups at meal time. Maybe he noticed this for the first time because not long ago when I finally got around to dinner it was 9:00pm and I served cereal. It was Cheerio’s & Fruit Loops!  I told my family that I believe each of those colored loops is meant to represent one of the food groups so it's an awesome choice for dinner!  When my 12 year old asked me "What else are we getting for dinner?" I replied, "a spoon".  This is what flashed through my mind but he wasnt talking about my dinner making skills.

He sat up, looked me in the eye and said, "I'm sorry mom, but your blog is WAY depressing." He had read the last couple of blog posts. We talked for a while and I explained a few things. My blog is like a journal or a diary. He grew up hearing all my funny stories and he didn't think anyone would want to read a funny or inspiring story one day and then read a sad story on the following day.

But isn't that exactly what life is? It's kind of like giving birth. A woman goes through pain and suffering but because she is stronger than she knew she was, she makes it through the pain and soon she becomes a mother and all that pain is worth it.

It is those painful moments that make us truly appreciate the wonderful, amazing and happy moments. 

Women are emotional creatures by nature but we are also strong. It helps to know I am not alone in what I face each day. Sometimes it is our sense of humor that gets us through the day. Maybe it is our faith, family or our friends.

If you are like me, you can almost always find something to laugh about, even in our darkest days. Sometimes laughing is what helps.  It has always strengthened me to see or hear the examples of other women I admire. Smart women, kind women, funny women, cheerful women, plump and skinny women.... It helps to know I am not alone. There is a huge network of sisterhood out there just waiting for us to tap into.

Even if your ugly moments are dragging down your spirit and you feel like you'll never be happy again, you can turn to one of those women for something to smile about.  It is comforting to know your child is not the first to put bologna in the DVD player.  It's not just you who sometimes drinks milk from the carton or has hidden dirty dishes in the oven when unexpected company arrived.  Maybe you are not the first wife to ask your husband if he promises to love you if you had flippers instead of arms and legs.  (he said he would!!!  Yesssssss!)   And maybe, just maybe, there is a woman out there who feels lonely, hurt or sad who will turn to you.

I learned long ago that when I share parts of my life, the Good, the Bad AND the Ugly, someone out there appreciated it and learned from it. And that is why I started this blog.  To share a laugh, a story, something that inspired me or share an experience I have had and what I learned from it, and that is never a bad thing.

Well, I can’t write anymore. I have to go make dinner....now THAT is depressing!  What's for dinner you ask??   Well, let me ask you this..... what goes well with Lucky Charms?