In the grand scheme of things, or when we look at the big picture, our lives are happy with out too much strife. We are lucky.
Earthquakes, hurricanes, famine, disaster, catastrophe.
Not here *knocking wood* yet.
But occasionally, I hope you will bear with me as I vent or unload on this happy blog place when I start to feel the weight of our small baggage.
Within two weeks, our Falafel has failed both her vision tests at school, necessitating a visit to an Opthamologist (not covered by insurance). She also was recently tested for allergies (also not covered) so that we can try to piece together a reason she isn’t growing without jumping into daily hormone injections, just yet. The results showed an allergy to eggs and gluten. We are in the middle of figuring out new meals so that maybe perhaps by a slight chance she will start to grow.
She was bitten by a spider (we think) on her face at night the other night, and it turned into a bacterial infection. Just like that.
She is so very brave and is taking everything in stride. I just am trying to keep as calm (especially when the bills start accumulating from all the “little” stuff). The weight of our bundles are tiny compared to some. I remind myself that we are fortunate.
Speaking of that, our oldest just got news that she needs the last two baby teeth pulled. Bringing it to a total of 16 teeth (including 4 adult teeth) pulled. Then in 6 months she will get braces.
We have 6 Birthdays coming up in the next month (two of which are my daughters’), and then Christmas.These are such happy events. It is way too easy to slip into stress over them.
As we enter this busy season of rushing and making and spending and doing, I have to keep adjusting my vision to seeing the larger picture so I will not get stuck inside this pattern of stressing about the smaller picture.
We are balancing on a board teetering on a barrel. Just have to keep the weight distributed evenly.
Do you stress about the small stuff?
Panicking never helped anything, but do you panic anyhow?