after paying too much to see a sad movie in the theater, my friend and i sat in the warm car on a cold night and cried for a good ten ish minutes letting all of life out. we laughed in between cry snorts and thought we were ridiculous. but at least we were in it together; there was barely any shame. we confessed to each other our ugly failures and even our loathsome jealousies. we let go of our insecurities like we were getting paid for it. thoughts from our swirly minds turned into words.
it's amazing what connection honesty can bring. you realize you're on the same team. you realize life is about working together, prodding each one onward. there's a certain beautiful camaraderie shared in this common depravity of life.
the grass isn't greener on the other side, everyone else does not have their life together like you think they do. my laundry room is messy. and my baseboards have not been cleaned in years. along with our blinds. my three year old does not eat veggies. all these little, meaningless things, all piled up, make me feel like a big failure. until my friend tells me that her baseboards are dirty too. those words sound almost as sweet as Scripture. they are?! phew. thought i was the only not-so-put together mom around town.
it's right here, in this common depravity, for both of us girl's with our dirty baseboards, that we relate, breeding compassion.
i'd say it's time, whether we stay at home or go to work, whether we like cooking or not, whether we are list makers or list forgetters, whether we vaccinate our kids or do home births, it's time to be on the same team. instead of comparing and being jealous and not feeling as good as mrs. cleaver, how about we cheer one another on?
ps. my little sister accomplished her dream of trying out for the cheerleading team. she made it and finished her season strong. this is her very first extra-curricular and i'm really proud she let go of the nerves to embrace this new adventure. go sis! : )
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