Blessedly Screwed

So, I'm a "glass is half empty" kind of gal. My first instinct is to go directly to the negative, have my fit, then begin to think about the positives and the better half. I would love to be the "glass is half full" kind of gal right off the bat, and I'm practicing, but old habits die hard.

As I was contemplating just how screwed up my life is right about now, I had a paradigm shift. I actually stopped mid thought and told myself to count my blessings. Here are just a few:

1. My home: Although we lose shingles off our roof during every windstorm, we haven't gotten wet yet. I LOVE my neighbors. I love that one neighbor will set out a chair for me every time she's outside with her children so we can visit. I love all the kids that want to gather in my garage to make up the next game. I love it's openness and all the sunshine that comes in through the windows, especially in wintertime. I love that I live at the end of a long cove; that cars aren't whizzing by making me nervous with the kiddos outside playing. I love that we have so much open space behind the house. It's a great place to gather and play games.
2. My/Our Livelihood: I love that I can work from home on my own terms. I love that Chris allows me the space to go this. I love that I can be in this venture of Small Business Owner with my sweet husband. I love all the things we have learned about one another and about being SBOs. There has been A LOT of room for growth and although we may still struggle, I'm grateful to be part of a business that serves the good of humanity; a business that is there to improve their quality of life.
3. My Friends; old and new: I have the best friends one could hope for. While attending a Book Group discussion, I realized the the definition of "friend" changes with marriage. The things that you couldn't wait to tell your best "girl" friend are now things that you can't wait to tell your husband (speaking from a woman's perspective obviously). Chris is my best friend, but I've been blessed with many women around me to support me, inspire me and rejoice with me. I think it's important to have different kinds of friends to help you grow and become better. There is one person, in particular, that doesn't consider me her friend, but she's mine just the same. She has taught me many important lessons, ones that I've been ready for and some not so ready. I have taken everything she's said to heart and I'm grateful to her for her wisdom. She doesn't invite me to her home to socialize and doesn't call me on the phone, but I still feel a connection to her and consider her a friend. I'm also grateful for the opportunity to make some new friends in our new ward. I have the best of both worlds. I'm grateful for my friends that accept me for who I am and what I'm able to give at this point in my life and have that be enough for them.
4. My Testimony: Contrary to what others may believe, I do have one. I have a very strong one that pulls me out of despair and helps me progress down the straight and narrow. I realized just yesterday that I am indeed on the straight and narrow. Some may call me a prude, some may call me "Molly", but I'm at a point in my life where that's OK. I'll accept the names with grace and relish the fact that I'm choosing the right. I have witnessed so many blessings in our struggles over the past few years and know that I have a loving Father that knows who I am and what I need at just the right time. I believe that the things I do to grow closer to the Savior are accepted and rewarded. My faith has been tried many a time and has seemed to have been snuffed out on occasion, but yet it still grows however slowly that may be.

Originally, I was going to write about all the things that are "screwed" up in my life right now, but it wouldn't make you or me feel any better in the long run. I hope you have been able to count some of your blessings and will share them with me in the future....