How cool is it to work at something you love? I’m not sure I’ve had the pleasure before. But since circumstances last fall left me without a paying job that would allow me to stay a work-at-home mom, I have actually been working at what I love: writing. Granted, I’m not making any money yet, but…yeah, who needs money?
Actually, I’m counting my blessings, to use that old adage. Minus the guilt of not contributing monetarily to our household, I feel so lucky that my husband and I are finally at a point in our lives where we can absorb the loss of my income (not that it was a ton to begin with). Don’t get me wrong. We are barely at that point, and it hasn’t been easy. But we are there. And today, I feel lucky.
I have a supportive kids and a husband who has encouraged me these last few months to pursue a dream, even though we don’t go out to dinner or the movies as often as we’d like and can’t to splurge too much. (“splurge” is kind of a weird-looking word, isn’t it?) I feel lucky to have someone who loves me enough to tell me to seize the chance that unemployment presented and won’t make me feel bad about it.
Because of that understanding, I continue to be a work-at-home mom. Yes, my oldest is in college, but I am still grateful to be available for my 15-year-old. He deserves the same time and attention his brother got. If I weren’t at home, he wouldn’t be able to go to the accelerated high school he does because I wouldn’t be here to drop him off, pick him up or accommodate his after-school schedule. I wouldn’t be able to spend time with him on the days he has early release or have time enough to help him with his English. I am so happy that my staying home has provided opportunities for my kids they wouldn’t have had otherwise. Isn’t that what every parent, at home or not, wants — opportunities for their children? I am a lucky, lucky mom to be able to do that. Not every mom (or dad) can.
We are currently out of debt. Whew! Well, except for the house… But, we were able to refinance and roll in the home equity loan and the credit card, and still be on track to pay it off in 10 years — which is where we were before the re-fi. In this economic crisis, we were never underwater and have always been able to pay our bills. How lucky is that?
I live in Arizona, and the day is beautiful. The doors are open and the sun is streaming in the windows. Yep, they need washing and the sunlight illuminates all the dog hair I need to sweep off the floor, but today I don’t care. From where I sit typing at the front window, I can see the jacaranda tree, nourished by the ashes of my first two puppies — Gus and Roo, who lived 15 and 13 years, respectively. I miss them, though they’ve been gone a long time. But, I feel lucky to have Reesie, who has been my furry four-legged buddy for 6-1/2 years now, and what’s a little dog hair between friends?
I have a blog. Two, actually (first blog on the blogroll, if you’re interested). I get to write, and put into words thoughts which might otherwise pass into the ether. I am my thoughts, and I don’t want to pass into the ether. I have kept a journal since I was a kid for just that reason. So, I feel lucky to live in a world with an Internet, to be able to share my life with people I wouldn’t otherwise know, and to share their lives, too. I haven’t figured out how to find blog statistics, so I’m not too sure how many people actually read what I write here, but I feel lucky that anybody does — that someone is interested enough in what I write to spend precious time reading it. So, thank you. Really.
Hmm. Maybe I should also feel lucky that I don’t know anything about blog statistics…from what I’ve been reading lately, they are highly addictive.
As to the title of today’s meandering, every time I wrote “I feel lucky,” all I could hear was Clint Eastwood in my head saying, “Do ya feel lucky, punk?” Now, I know those weren’t his exact words, but dang if I don’t hear him saying it that way. I’ve never seen whatever movie that comes from (Dirty Harry?), but isn’t it funny how some things seep into our cultural lexicon? And yes, today I feel lucky.
Anyway, I’d love to know what makes you feel lucky, if you’d care to share. 😉