She is totally right!
And I needed the reminder.
Of course I am not alone. Everyone has trials. Everyone has something. And to everyone that something is huge.
After reading her email I started thinking. Blogs, Facebook, social media is such a great thing. Right? I will admit I am addicted to Facebook, Instagram and my blog reader. I check these three things way too often than I care to admit. Why? I love seeing my friends new baby. I love hearing funny antics of friends kids. I have a few blogs that uplift me every day.
But it also seems that every time I check these things a part of me gets discouraged too. A voice goes off I the back if my head that says I will never take photographs like some of you. I will never make fancy enough meals, write eloquent blogs, be frugal enough, own and fancy new house that looks like it should be in a a magazine...the list goes on and on.
I am horrible! I am friends with you! I shouldn't feel that way. I can look through my Facebook list, I know there are a lot, but I know each of you. I can say something positive about you. I want the best for you. So why do these feelings creep up in my mind? Why do I let envy come in and jealousy take over?
And why do I go back and check my phone again in 3.2 minutes and have this same cycle start all over! Grrr
I honestly don't think it is a problem with cleaning up friends or blog lists. I think it starts in my head. And I can't be the only person who feels inadequate at times thanks to the web.
Can I?
(Please say no!)
The more I think about it, I think this:
I think if we could see everything...If we could see the whole picture we would feel different for each other. Someone has cancer, has struggled with their marriage, unempoyment, infertility, illness, depression, raising their children...
There is a guy who sits outside by our Walmart every day. He holds a sign that say "I'm hungry." There are days I want to hold and sign with my troubles too. So people will be nice and understanding.
Because I think the problem is that we only perceive the good stuff. We only see a fraction of what we want to share. And not many people want to open up and share the bad stuff.
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Of course, there are good things that come from social media too. I have a certain blog I read every day. I do not personally know her, (and Wade makes fun of me for that) but she is the mother of 8 and her blog posts speak directly to me. I look forward to her posts. She knows who she is and her role in life. It comes through in her writing and inspires me. She is also very real about it. (I would put a link to her blog, but I don't know how from my phone...Moss Moments, look it up!)
Because, really...
It comes down to this:
At the end of the day, I put that little negative voice aside and know, no matter what, I know I am a daughter of God. I know I am loved. I know that my role as a wife and mother, as a woman, is the greatest most important thing I will ever do on this earth. I believe in the family. The traditional family. I have many, many things to be grateful for. I have a role to play and I can show compassion and friendship without seeing people's "sign."
I made a goal this year to be more grateful. There is joy and happiness every day. I need to find it. If finding it means spending less time on social media, than so be it. If finding it means trying my hardest to push those negative inadequate feelings aside and looking for the good, than so be it.
Honestly, I don't have any good answers. I am basically writing this post just to get it off my chest. (And because I have to sit next to baby Lucy while she falls asleep, so blogging from my phone is something I can do in the dark! Lol...and yes, she is asleep now!)
So, I guess I am clearing the air. If my blog or my posts have ever made you feel that way, I apologize.
We all have trials.
We are all trying our best.
And we all should find the good and encourage each other a little more.
The end.























































