AS a result, I spent a few days in poor me mode -- not cleaning the house, eating out every meal, and also eating copious amounts of chocolate. I knew I needed to get my head out of arse and realize how blessed I truly am. I have a great job, a house worth more than we owe, two healthy boys, dozens of friends and family members in my support network, and my sweet husband, who is always good at sensing when my thoughts are swirling out of control.
I need only look within a mile radius of our house to see people who are struggling in a way I hopefully never will know. I decided to put together some little care packages for a few of the local homeless individuals near where we live. I made a quick trip to the dollar store to put together three bags. One is for a woman -- I realize now I forgot to get her sunscreen, which is something I thought she needed seeing her on her chosen corner over the past year or so. Hygiene related items include a new shirt, socks, a towel, wipes, hand sanitizer, deodorant, toothbrush and toothpaste, shampoo, chapstick, tissues, and socks. The food items include a chicken salad and crackers kit, pretzels, applesauce, juice box, granola bars, gum, and a couple of Easter items.
The recipients were so appreciative. As I handed the bags out, I got to talk to the kid about their situation, which hopefully leads to an understanding about perspective instead of getting frustrated playing with some silly cheap-o toy that isn't doing what he wants it to do. My troubles no longer seemed so monumental, and my empathy towards those outside my little nucleus increased.
You know what they say -- don't sweat the small stuff. If silly day to day issues bring you to tears or anger, promise me you'll talk to someone, -k?
Favorite of the day: Cute Avengers themed party
Working on: Easter basket