I had an epiphany this morning. A good one.
Let me tell you how it came about:
My son is on the swim team. He has to get up early every
Saturday for swim meets. I haven’t slept past 5:47 a.m. in 17ish days. And I’m
tired. But that’s okay, I’m also this lady called… Mom. It happens.
Anyway, I had my alarm set to get up at 5:30 this morning to
help my boy get out the door, but my husband’s alarm went off ten minutes
before mine. He got up and started getting our son ready, and I knew it was so
that I wouldn’t have to.
Well, immediately I felt GUILT. That oh-so lovely feeling
that likes to weigh you down and ruin your day.
In my desire to not feel the ugliness of guilt and stay in
bed I replaced the guilt with entitlement. Why
shouldn’t he get up? I get up early every single day and make lunches and get
kids ready and take the dog out… yahta yahta… all that lame-o stuff.
But, and here’s where the epiphany came—I instantly knew I
was wrong in my feelings. And I didn’t want that negativity inside me. Because
I love that man. He also gets up
early. He works his tail off every single day.
So, I made a choice to replace the guilt and entitlement
with GRATITUDE.
And it made all the difference.
See, entitlement is not a feeling that brings peace because it
does not stem from love. It comes from a self-serving attitude that never made
anyone happy.
So, I stayed in bed. I didn’t get up. I didn’t make L’s
lunch. I laid in bed, truthfully thinking about this post and feeling very very
GRATEFUL that I am married to someone so loving and thoughtful. And then I
thanked him. He served me and I felt very grateful for that service.
Service is love.
Gratitude is love.
And gratitude often creates service.
I want to keep this in my mind and my heart and remember to
not consume my soul with guilt and to not darken my heart with entitlement, but
to serve, to love, and to be GRATEFUL!
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