Last Week Squiggle Mum blogged about Joy and it really struck a chord with me.
The notion that there I things that I do that don’t always make me deliriously happy but I can still do them ‘with joy.’
There are lots of things I need to do with ‘more joy’.
Some times putting the kids to bed is lovely, but at the moment, more often than not, I am so tired I just want them all in bed asleep so I can do that too. That seems to suck a lot of joy out of bedtime, and I need to fix that.
A big part of me is very proud that I cook for my family. I cook good food, often from scratch and I spend time thinking, learning and working on ways to do it better. But deciding what is for dinner every night, juggling what we have in the cupboards with shift work and school lunch needs and arrgh… sometimes I feel so resentful that it all falls to me. Need to find the joy again!
It’s winter. It’s cold and sometimes wet, and muddy and miserable…. but not always. Maybe a new, warm fleece jacket would help me find the outside Joy.
And then there are these other things, like laundry and dark mornings and making phone calls. I am not sure I will ever find much joy in those- but even a little bit here and there would help… focus on the positive, because there is something good about everything.