So many of the tasks I complete these days are... less than glamorous? Menial? Pretty basic? Any of these descriptions would suffice. Let's be honest, I'm not out here curing cancer. I'm a professional diaper changer and fire-putter-outer for my husband.
For instance, this morning I had to drop everything and run out the door with all the kids so I could drive my SUV and lead trucks filled with cattle to their summer pasture. It's way out in the middle of nowhere and difficult to give directions to someone in hopes that they'll end up at the right pasture. 'Turn at the tree that burned down a few years ago.' 'Go past that pasture with the pens and turn west at the next pasture with a similar set of pens.'
You can see how things could south rather quickly. Sometimes I actually get my own pickup and trailer. Today was not that day.
I'm trying to get better at finding the joy in this season of life. Today I grabbed my camera and managed to snap a few pics. We are very fortunate to live in this area and that is never lost on us.
No comments:
Post a Comment
Just like mama said... If you can't say something nice, don't say anything at all.