Scrolling through social media, I am sick.
I see that Amy’s family made it to 9:00 am church again – buttoned up, hair curled, and smiling.
And then I see that Sally got a message from her daughter’s teacher saying that she is such a great sharer with the rest of the class.
Next post features a lovely beef wellington made by Kelly on a weeknight!
Suddenly I am thinking to myself, Maybe I don’t want to be so connected to my friends anymore, HA!
Because there I was, on the couch, having my first solid breath of the day – a breath of relief that I didn’t get a call from the principal’s office over my son, that I finally got a quiet moment to call my client back (after 2 days of waiting), and that my kids would actually have clean clothes to wear to school tomorrow.
It’s about celebrating the small stuff, right?