I had one of those days recently where it seemed like I was being tested by a higher power.
What started out as bad got worse by the hour. From car trouble to a broken stove to fighting kids, I was gearing up to have a pretty big pity party for myself that night.
Then, I found out that a friend’s husband is going through another bout of health issues, which includes more surgeries and hospital visits.
They have two beautiful children and should be at the point in life where they are going to amusement parks and renting summer vacation houses. Instead, they are squished in a hospital room filled with beeping hospital machinery and people in surgical masks.
My heart broke for them.
I was feeling bad for myself, and look at what they’re going through. I held my husband and children a little closer that night.
There are many moments in parenthood and adulthood that stress us out.
I’m not going to say little problems don’t matter, they do. However, I think that I’m learning that you can’t allow yourself to let the little stuff take over.
I spent that entire bad day with a stomach ache and headache over things that can be fixed. Do they stink? Yes. But they can be fixed.
And maybe this idea is fleeting… When the next big thing breaks, I’m sure I’ll be right back to that pity party.
But for right now, I’m going to try to not sweat the small stuff.
I’m going to grab that husband of mine and those insane children and go on a family trip to an amusement park. Those are the moments that matter.
Even if those moments take place in a hospital room, family togetherness is what’s important.
I’m trying to wake up every day and remind myself of that. If not for me, but for my friend who lives that motto every day. Sometimes we need others to be our example.
Danielle Herzog is a freelance writer and stay-at-home mom to two children.
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