When I first graduated nursing school, I worked a lot. Like ALL the time.
I contribute that to several reasons:
- All of my friends and my boyfriend lived out of town.
- My job was new and exciting to me.
- I enjoyed seeing my bank account explode. #honesty
And I really thought that that was life. Work, work, work...with a few days here and there to rest and play. It seemed like that was the natural thing...the American thing. Everybody was doing it. ; )
Then, two major things happened...I met my husband and my best friend had a baby.
And suddenly, I didn't want to work so much anymore. I wanted to make memories with my new love and build a life together. I wanted mornings off to snuggle in bed and afternoons off to explore our town together. I wanted to be free for date nights and random vacations to wherever our hearts desired. I wanted to see all my niece's milestones and watch her learn and grow. I wanted her face to light up with recognition when she saw me.
So now, I don't work as much as I did. I work enough. And I still enjoy it. I love taking care of people and I love the people that I work with. But more than work, I love living life. I love spending precious moments with the people I love. I enjoy lazy days with my husband...where we have nothing to do and no desire to leave each other's arms. I drive 2 hours just to have lunch and a few hours with my best friends. I make sure that I am available for birthday parties and showers, for going away bashes and random play days at the park. That's what matters.
I think our society has it wrong. We work all the time. We buy nice houses and cars...and then work all the time to pay it off. We want everything. We covet everything. And it's SO easy. The pretty things are always the expensive things. We all try to live that perfect American dream, right?
Lately my prayers have been that I will find contentment and joy in the littlest of things. That God will daily remind me that my "Earthly" desires for wealth and material things are of no real value.
I pray for happiness in memories and moments. I want a place to dance with my husband and lay back and watch the clouds float by. I want to praise my Lord for the daily blessings I receive. I want to spend every single day soaking up the moments with my husband, my future babies, my family, and my friends. I don't dream about granite counter tops and walk-in closets anymore, I dream about picnics and sunshine, game nights and movie marathons.
That's what matters.
I pray the same for y'all, too.