Tuesday, November 13, 2012

If It Weren't For Bad Luck

When my kids were younger and having a fussy day, I would sing them a little song I made up, inspired by  "O Sole Mio."

Oh, woe is me, poo-poo and pee-pee.  I'm angry, I'm cranky, wah WAH wahwah .....

They hated it and would usually get quiet so I would stop.

There is another song that I liked to sing when things were in the toilet. You may remember it from that golden oldie, "Hee Haw":

I've been singing my downtrodden spirituals lately, as the hits keep coming my family's way.  Not to complain, but here is what transpired in the last 24 hours:

  • Failed attempt at sports team tryouts due to Child #1's continued illness, which resulted in mental breakdown
  • Tooth fell out of my mouth while eating a Starburst
  • Child #2 found out there is no Santa
  • Boss e-mailed me at 8:45 p.m. telling me to meet her at 9:15 a.m. the next morning for a meeting.  I rearranged my schedule, found our newly relocated office and the pay-exact-change-only parking lot, found a gas station with an ATM, returned to parking lot, set off emergency exit alarm in building, and then welcomed my boss when she arrived at the office at 10:00 a.m.

And so on, and so on ...  It's been awesome.

But life has a way of reminding you to put your big girl panties on.  I delivered a carload of donated food to an elementary school yesterday, tucked away among trailer parks and run-down apartments.  The Assistant Principal told me it would be some of the only food his students ate over the Thanksgiving break.

At least we have food on the table.

Today at the grocery store, a disfigured woman in a wheelchair asked me to reach the butter for her.

At least we have bodies that work.

I put out an SOS earlier, and received nothing but love and support.

At least we have our family and friends.

There are people up north who lost all their possessions, and many lost loved ones in Hurricane Sandy.

At least we are safe with a roof over our heads.

Things aren't always going to go our way, or be fair, or be fun.  But they could always be worse.  And so, I will switch stations, and try to enjoy a little Bob Marley instead:

Until next time, keep crowin' - it's going to be OK.

1 comment:

  1. Consider it all joy my brethren, when you encounter various trials, knowing that the testing of your faith produces endurance. James 1:2. Hang in there friend!