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"I am the gate. If anyone enters through Me, he will be saved. He will come in and go out and find pasture. The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy. I have come that they may have life, and have it in all its fullness." John 10:9-10

The hubs and I started watching a new show on Netflix. The wife in the show is pretty miserable the majority of the time. To some extent, I can't blame her. She's been through the ringer. However, she is so despondent all of the entire time that I may need to throw in the towel.

If I look out my door through a certain lens, I may see something similar in people: misery. It seems people are angrier, fussier, worried more, downtrodden, full of fear and anxiety these days. We tend to hear, "life is hard," more often than, "life is good." So, when life is going great in your neck of the woods, it may be difficult to enjoy it. Just me? Maybe I am alone in this.

I went to look out the window and saw my husband and dog in the pool. One child was at a friend's for the morning and the other two went to a neighbor's house. It was so odd being home with the hubs with no kids. I thought I could complete my to-do list or join my hubs in the pool. I quickly changed into my bathing suit and plopped myself down on the lounger. I looked around and contemplated life.

Life is good right now. The kids are at a good age. They are independent and fun. I enjoy my husband. Why, then, am I struggling to enjoy this life?

I think it is difficult to see and appreciate what is right in front of us sometimes. We are too busy focusing on what's coming next: our future dreams, hopes, and projects. Or, we are distracted by the sadness of friends, family, or the world at hand. Life is hard. But life is also good.

I sat on my mermaid float talking to my husband about our dreams and visions for our life together. We laid in the pool, kids happily playing with friends, music playing in the background and I savored that moment. It was so good. Good for my soul. Good for my heart. Good for my head-space.

That Saturday morning I decided I would be more aware of and savor the good moments. I would fill the pockets of my heart and soul with the blessings of the good times so that when those hard times come, I've got something to lean into.

I don't know about you, but I am tired of the rhetoric. Life has gotten so bad. Everybody hates everybody. Life is a struggle. Life is hard. Life isn't to be enjoyed but persevered. Ugh. No more.

I want to savor the good. I've got a millisecond of life to live on this planet and I want to enjoy it. All of it: the good and the bad. When life is good, I want to breath in deep smelling that familiar scent of all my hopes and dreams coming together. I don't want to relish in the bad. I refuse to pitch a tent in fear and loathing. Instead, I will savor the moments. For life is really about tiny little moments.

I give us all permission to savor the goodness today. Savor the excitement of the first day of school. Savor the moment of quiet you get when you walk back in the house and it's silent. Savor the excitement of your kids as they get off the bus and see you after a day of being away. Savor the carpooling from one practice to the next. Savor the conversation around the dinner table. Savor the bedtime kisses and the feeling of exhaustion as you crawl into bed. Savor the text messages from friends and that first sip of coffee.

Life is good. It's about time we start living that way.

Love & Blessings,
Meg

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