A summer in perspective…

I have moved up to my mom’s cottage for the rest of the summer and I forgot the rest of the Ireland blogs at home. They will have to wait… well, I’m still working on introducing you to Thomas but that will come when I find the time. In the meantime… it’s back to my meandering thoughts….

For now, I am diving into the summer I have been waiting for. My whole family is here and this is my favorite place in the world so it should all be perfect… right?

My sister and I were talking about this yesterday. We both had high expectations for this summer. We wanted perfection. The trouble is when we want something so much, we tend to forget that perfection is not possible.

This is life we are leading… and life is never perfect.

The thing is… that’s okay. Sometimes it is the imperfections that create the perfect pieces.

I’m trying desperately to remember that life is about perspective. If we choose to focus on the negative, we will experience more negativity.

The other day was a prime example of this theory. I took the Dudes into town for groceries. We had just arrived at the cottage and we needed a lot of stuff. The Husband was not here yet so I was on my own. Now… grocery shopping with the Dudes is not my favorite sport. I prefer solitude as I collect my groceries, not demands for cookies and ‘the blue yogurt’ and ice cream.

I survived the shopping but, in hindsight, there are two ways I can remember it.

I could focus on the Little Dude’s tantrum over the shoe that kept falling off, or the desperate search for the grocery list Big Dude insisted on holding and promised he would not drop, or the choice Little Dude made to use his body and car seat as an artist canvas when he dropped the pad of paper but still had his marker. I could focus on those moments of forced restraint as I stopped the cart mid-aisle to breathe slowly and regain my patience. If I focus on that, I would have to say I had a pretty terrible morning.

I’d rather focus on our great grocery race (whoever found the first can of soup won), or the in-depth conversation Big Dude had with the cashier about the height of her dog while standing on the counter to help her bag groceries, or I could focus on the purple pedicure Little Dude gave himself with that contraband marker (yes, I mentioned that incident twice but after the initial exasperation it was pretty darned funny).

After the groceries we went to the library (where, in addition to his space and spider books, Big Dude asked if he could read the book he found on a low shelf about cocaine) and had an impromptu picnic in the park. We ate grapes and cheese from our grocery excursion and supplemented with a few chicken nuggets from the local fast food outlet. We played in the playground, ran up and down ramps and I even went down the slide (my ass is no longer built for that experience).

It was not a perfect day but overall is was a good one. I was tired and a little grumpy when we got back to the cottage but, a few days later, I am now remembering the day with a smile.

This has not been the summer we all wanted. What was supposed to be relaxing and fun has, instead, been dominated by illness and exhaustion. That said, I am here with my family, the beach is just down the lane and the sun shone all day. Even if the days are not perfect, there will be sun, there will be sand and there will be laughter. That is what I choose to focus on and that is what I will choose to remember. I am choosing to be happy in the moment… it may not be every moment but it will be enough and that will make the summer perfect.

This post is part of SOYJOY‘s What brings you joy contest. Learn more here.
(The entry was an happy afterthought, it was not written for the contest but it is about the moments in which I am learning to find joy. After I initially posted it, I found the contest.)

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5 Responses to A summer in perspective…

  1. debi9kids says:

    I think this was a perfect way to describe joy :)Any day that is just filled with the ordinary can bring joy when you realize how blessed with are to just have ordinary.:)

  2. Hollywood Farm Films says:

    Love your blog. SO glad I stumbled upon!

  3. Rainyday says:

    What a good read! I will have to try this approach to remembering the sequence of events the next time I take my boys somewhere solo, too.

  4. Life with Kaishon says:

    Ordinary days are often the most beautiful ones. Love this.

  5. Scary Mommy says:

    To me, joy is all about the imperfect moments. I loved this!

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