Tuesday, October 9, 2012


I've been thinking a lot about perspective lately.  It is so easy to get bogged down with the busyness of life.  I look around my house and all I see are things I need to do.  I need to fold that basket of laundry, vacuum the bits of dog biscuits off my carpet, clean up the dishes in the sink.  I need to recycle the boxes left in a pile on the floor after Carson excitedly ripped open his presents on his birthday, and put his new Lego sets away.  I compare my house to that of others.  Her counters are never as cluttered as mine, and I never see stacks of papers on her desk.

What I've decided I need is a bit of a reality check.  A bit of PERSPECTIVE.  When I started looking at the "messes" around my house, and appreciating where they came from and why they are there, it was as if I was seeing everything with new eyes, and my heart began to soften.  Instead of feeling anxiety in my chest, and feeling overwhelmed by all the things that had yet to be taken care of, I became thankful for what is left in the wake of our busy life.

As silly as it sounds, seeing the basket of laundry on the floor, needing to be folded, became a reminder of the fact that we are blessed enough to buy clothes for our family, and to have a washer and dryer that cleans and dries them in less than two hours.

I am thankful for my sweet Summer, who comes in from the backyard, happy to see me, tongue ready to give kisses, and tail wagging, eager to receive her bone and go chew it up in our den.  She has brought endless fun to our family, and instead of seeing those pieces of dog bone as a chore, I remind myself she is such a wonderful part of our family, and we all love her.  Life wouldn't be nearly as exciting without her furry little self.

The dishes in the sink are a reminder of family time.  I am grateful that my husband sees extreme value in me staying home with our children, and that I can eat breakfast with my children every morning, without rushing around to get myself ready.

The pile of boxes and Lego sets is a no brainer.  My little boy is one year older, and we celebrated!  I thank God EVERY DAY for my sweet Carson (and Jonah, of course), and birthdays are such a powerful reminder of what a great gift my children are to me and Justin.

So, there it is.  Perspective.  I got some.  And I intend to keep it.  How have you gained perspective in your life?


  1. Pam, I love your blog. It rings so true with me. I always feel like I am drowning under clutter and disarray. It is all about perspective. Thank you for making me smile this morning. Melinda

  2. Thank you, Melinda. I am so happy I made you smile!