Most of the time I'd like to have nothing to do and just be able to curl up with a good book or a movie and my husband. That's all I really need, you know?
The other day I was thinking about what I really need. In my dreams I need a dishwasher, laundry devices, two cars, a garage to keep them, a closet full of clothes, a warm bed, and food in the pantry. I have a lot of that stuff already. Just minus the garage, dishwasher and laundry. My life isn't a wreck though, without those things. In fact, my life is great! But I think I need them. Do I need them? No. I don't need them. I want them, because they make my life more convenient.
And then I think... I am seriously so blessed. Like, what did I do to deserve this special treatment here on Earth? Millions of people don't even have running water. I am rich. My life is abundant. I have everything I need and then some. Sometimes I feel so blessed, I start getting scared. Like, my life is so perfect now, what is going to happen to me? Am I going to suffer something huge one day to make up for this? But I don't think that's how God necessarily works. To bring God into the whole thing. He's kind of the one in charge, I suppose.
I'm making good choices in life. I've set myself up in a really good position. I got married after graduation, I'm able to support my husband through school with a great job. He's a really smart kid, so he's basically going places - including possibly a concurrent masters program. It's good. All of it is really good. People hear what we're doing with our lives and they are genuinely happy for us.
I don't know what I'm really rambling about here. Except... life is so good. I guess I just want to shout to the high heavens how grateful I am for my life. I am so thankful. I can't think of the words to express it.
I know it will only get better. Sure, I may have some rough patches, but I can take it. I have everything I need.
p.s. sorry if that was too rambly... sorry if rambly isn't a word. spell check says no. i say who cares. ok bye.