Monthly Archives: February 2015

When Moms Relax

Today, I got to be somebody different. No, I didn’t suddenly turn into a superhero. For once, I got to be a passenger instead of the driver. Being a passenger is something I cherish, since most of the time, I am the one behind the steering wheel. For once, it felt good to just be a spectator in life, and not be the one directing things. It simply felt liberating to feel the wind blowing in my face as I stared out the car window. I felt free, without a care in the world.

We moms are drivers of our families’ lives. We make sure that all their needs are taken care of. If anything happens to our kids, we feel highly responsible. That’s why it feels good to take a back seat once in a while and just watch life pass us by… even for one brief shining moment. And then it’s back to vacuuming the living room carpet, picking up myrsol aftershave and all the clutters left by the children.

Thank God

My husband attended a seminar workshop in 2008 and furnished a worksheet that contains this poem.

I am thankful for a whole lot of things specially for those I don’t always see.

For my wife who is nagging me,
Thank God, she is at home with me and not with someone else.

For my husband who is on the sofa being a couch potato,
Thank God he is at home with me and not out to the bars.

For the teenager who is complaining about doing the dishes,
Thank God that means she is at home with me and not in the streets.

For the taxes that I pay,
Thank God that means I am employed.

For the mess to clean after a party,
Thank God it means that I am surrounded by friends.

For the windows that need cleaning and the gutters that need fixing,
Thank God I have a home.

For all the complaining I hear about the government,
Thank God we have a freedom of speech.

For the parking spot I find at the end of the parking lot,
Thank God I am capable of walking and I am blessed with a car.

For the lady behind me in church who sings off-key,
Thank God I can hear.

For the pile of laundry and ironing,
Thank God I have clothes to wear.

…..And finally, for too much email…..
Thank God I have friends who are thinking about me!

Source:

Unleash the Highest Potential of Your Life by Vic F. Garcia
Copyright 2005 Unleash International Corporation