My Fairy Tale Life

Something has been weighing heavy on my mind the past two days. A few days ago, it was raining and I sent a text to my hubby, that told him how much I love my new house and that I love that I have dry hay for the winter. He shared my text with some co-workers. The question came up, “was I joking?”

For the past two days, my heart has been overwhelmed with gratitude for my hubby, and the life he has provided for our family. As I have been overcome with a growing peace and love for him and my life. I started to wonder if I was just turning this into a fairy tale. What is real?

This morning I was reading something by Ro Paxman

Bumping Our Shins

People hurt each other without even trying.

We each are - in our own way - flailing about,

trying to make our way the best we can.

In the process of trying, we bump our shins

on the couch and on each other.

No harm intended in the clumsiness

but still...

it smarts to try and fail.

When we become wise enough to remember that we are all

trying to make our way the best we can,

it is easier to forgive and forget when we bump our shins

on the couch and on each other.

This was a nice little reality check for my fairy tale life. Then I realized that my fairy tale might be bumping shins with my hubby. I know that he has flaws, but I can't seem to find a one. I think that is because I'm not looking. No, I am not burying my head in the sand, like I have my whole life instead I choose to see the fairy tale. I'm choosing to live the fairy tale.

I can choose to list all the things that aren't perfect in my life, but instead I choose to list all the things in my life that do hold perfection. Yep, I'm going to bump my shins on the couch and other people, especially people that are the closest to me. My life sure is easier now that I am willing to not only bump my shins, but to also allow others to bump their shins.

Life is full of faith in others, forgiveness, and love. If that's not a fairy tale I don't know what is.