Hearing a train whistle blowing in the distance, reminds me of the time, my family lived really close to the tracks. The only thing separating our backyard and the blowing horns was an overgrown patch of blackberries.
I can see Dave Ramsey shaking his head with disapproval as my parents signed the loan papers. This was not a good location. But it did have enough bedrooms for our large family, as well as, room in the basement for a little expansion.
I was blessed with one of these makeshift basement rooms. And while it was far from anything amazing, it was my own. I used all my resources and created a space that I could call mine. (Alex Rodriguez poster and all.) I rearranged my three pieces of furniture till I had exhausted all options, and displayed my most prized trinkets on the top of my dresser. I kept everything presentable just in case someone might come in, recognize my décor skills, and send Martha Stewart a warning that her successor had been found. 😉
I always was a bit of a dreamer. Even if my reality was a damp basement room that shook with fury, whenever the trains passed by. But back then, life was simple and everything was a possibility. I had a family that loved me, a handful of friends that surrounded me, and a little space on this earth to call my own.
I think the me then could give the me now at few little reminders about life…
The impressions I leave on my kids hearts won’t be the houses we could afford to live in or the quality of the things they come to possess. The greater gift I can give them is a perspective of thankfulness, contentment, hard work, kindness towards others, and a love for all people.
I think sometimes I focus too much on the train tracks, damp rooms, and blackberries in my life. I fret about the limitations I face when attempting to raising my kids in a perfect environment, or when trying to give them the best opportunities this world can offer. When all the while, they have everything they need.
What if I looked at these “limitations” as gifts and chose to display an attitude of thankfulness, instead of stressing about what I can’t offer? What if I harness the wonder of my children, when they hear a train whistle blow? Or take joy and pride in my spaces? And instead of seeing a annoying, overgrown patch of blackberries, consider all the juicy berries we have for the taking…
Thought for the day: Life is short. Find thankfulness in your circumstances. Work hard. Love freely. Choose joy.
What can you find joy in today?