Breakfast still happens! ...our daily bread...I have a wonderful husband who knows what I ACTUALLY like. That red mug was my one and only truly needed and desired thing I received under our tree this year. (He also got me fragrance free tallow and goat milk soaps for my stocking). While there were other well meaning gifts, I can't use any of them, and now have to find them new homes. Yes, I know this makes me sound ungrateful, but I can't lie, and feel it's a disservice to pretend to like things. Anyhow, being allergic and sensitive to perfumes and much of modern day chemicals (which I've been avoiding for many years now), some presents aren't really gifts I can enjoy; as I can't even touch them. However, I don't have to pretend I like the set of oversized "red" coffee mugs, because I genuinely like and will use them daily for as long as they will last.... Say I just noticed, this dime store plate in my picture, a present I received before heading off to college so many years ago. Most of my dishes don't even match, nor are any longer part of a complete set, but with six kids, and future military moves sometime in our future, I think it's foolish to get anything beyond what we need for our daily, regular meals. So I'm grateful for my beautiful red coffee mugs, and the cheap plate that hasn't broken (even if I've long grown out of love with it's style).
And while trying to figure out how to fix our pipes, and by whom, and with what money....and often feeling like we ought to just flee our home to escape the endless barrage of shocking repairs...we're grateful it's only pipes and water, and not some terrorist group trying to destroy our very lives. When you think about your worries, realize they pale in comparison to those of those being persecuted in so many parts of our world today.
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