The ways I am lucky.

I am lucky.

I was thinking about that tonight as my mother was upstairs bathing my children. She and my sister had come by to spend the afternoon and several hours later, she had fed my youngest and was now scrubbing down both my babes. I didn’t ask; she just did.

She is an amazing grandmother. She’s been an even more amazing mother. I am lucky.

We all to often focus on the bad and not the good. Today is not going to be that day. I am fortunate to have a lot of good in my life.

I am lucky because in the midst of all this crazy heat, I have power. MY grandmother, who lives outside DC, was able to find a hotel in which to stay at, despite the utter chaos that apparently occurred. I was worried about her, but she is fine. Now home and with power, I know she is safe.

I am fortunate because as I took my child to the doctor with some funktified rash today, I knew he was going to be ok. So many children are suffering from heart breaking illnesses, but today, that is not me.

I am fortunate to have an amazing, wonderful husband.

I am fortunate to have a roof over my head and food on my dinner table.

I am fortunate to be able to stay home with my children and try to build my own brand – through this blog and through my freelance work.

I am lucky.

I have doubts and worries. I don’t always feel I’m “good enough” – not at being a mother, a wife, a writer, a performer.

But today it doesn’t matter.

I have a good life.

I am happy.

I am fulfilled.

I am alive.

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