My Everything . . .

I've been thinking lately about a conversation I had a while ago with someone close to us. According to society this person and her husband "have it all" - two kids, a beautiful home on a lake, good paying jobs, brand new vehicles, etc. Yet I can tell when I'm around her that she's not happy. A while back she admitted to me that she wasn't happy with the way her life has turned out. She keeps going back and forth on switching careers, going back to school, etc. She posed the question to me, "Don't you ever think about what would make you the happiest you could possibly be? If there was that perfect job out there for you, what would it be?" Without even a second's hesitation I answered that what I am doing everyday in my home, and being with my children is my dream come true, all I've ever wanted to do, and I feel so blessed that I am able to live out my dream come true! (At that point, by her reaction, I'm sure she thought I was crazy!) A lot of people ask me what I'm going to do once my kids are in school, like my life is just on hold right now! Of course, not everyday is perfect, there are certainly days when I would love to just get away for a little while, or when I long for a break with some adult interaction! What mom doesn't! It makes me sad to think she thinks the perfect career is finally what's truly going to make her happy, when she has two beautiful children and a loving husband. I think this is a perfect example of how our current culture influences so many people. And I'm not at all saying that the house, careers, etc. are bad at all, those are very nice things to have. But I think when you rely on those things to measure your happiness, there just must be something else missing . . .

My faith, my family - my greatest treasures . . .