It’s been a long, rainy, challenging month. I can’t remember the last time we had more than five hours of sunshine. I was planning to post about all of the things that have been happening in my life when one particular thing topped it all. Our house was broken into and robbed this week. Yep. We had to file a police report, etc. The crazy part is that our suspect is a female, the police believe it could be someone in our very own neighborhood. Why? Because the things stolen were precious design items, not electronics. Some of the pretty things you saw in our Southern Living article.
[photos by Helen Norman]
I felt so violated. So mad. So confused why anyone would do such a thing. I didn’t want to write about it until I regrouped. After all, this blog is a place for you to come rest your mind, inspire your creativity and rejuvenate your spirt. I had to find meaning in this…something productive to take away from such a terrible experience. I believe there is a lesson in every experience we have in this life, be it good or bad. Sometimes those lessons fill us with joy, sometimes they downright hurt. But one thing is certain. We can still continue to sparkle. I remember seeing this poster a while back and couldn’t agree more. I tweaked the colors a little, ha ha.
As I digested this experience and started adding up how much damage was done and how much was taken from us, it began to consume me. I immediately stopped, took a deep breath and switched gears. I snatched a piece of paper, sat down and started writing down all of the gifts and blessings in our life. Not material ones, but true, genuine blessings. Such as the laughter of our children, the embrace of my husband, the loyalty of dear friends, heck even the companionship of our pets. My list got longer and longer….until I realized this wasn’t something that took away from the sparkle of my life. This was something that made me realize what is truly VALUABLE in our life together as a family. And THAT is what shines.
For every one bad thing you can find in your life, I promise you there are at least 20 good things.
Let me introduce you to our fourth and youngest child, Pierce. Here he is snuggling up early on a Saturday morning before I even got out of bed.
A few weeks ago Pierce said something out of the clear blue that I’ll never forget:
“Mommy, I want to be rich with love, not money.”
Funny how you can learn a brilliant philosophy for life from a six year old. He said it without even thinking, then moved on to playing again.
I want to spend my life expressing gratitude and having a bank of account of love that overflows. Maybe the person who took our things needed them more than we did. Who knows. Either way, the true sparkle in life is the love you express and the value of those who love you. Not things.
Try writing a gratitude list this week. You’ll be surprised how much you truly have. And don’t forget to hug someone you love.