She was right.
I have my dream job. I'm a wife and homeschooling mama. I get to do some crafty artsy sewing-y things, and sometimes do a little technical work, self-employed. That's what I want to do. That's what I AM doing.
Sometimes, though, I forget that I am in my dream job. Sometimes I forget to thank God for my dream job, and for the husband and daughter who make it possible. Sometimes I act grumpy. I murmur and complain.
Mary Engelbreit did a piece of artwork years ago that has stuck with me. It says, "Most folks are about as happy as they make up their minds to be." She attributes the quote to the very quotable Abraham Lincoln. The quote is double-edged, isn't it? There is the sunshiny, positive outlook of a woman who finds a way to take joy in whatever place she finds herself. Then there is the outlook that can grump even while living her own dream. I don't want to be viewpoint number 2 - I want to look around me and remember that I am in my dream job.
At her Birthday Pajama Party: Though she is 10 now, Mama can still pick her up