I’ve been down for the past few days. And I’ll admit, I’ve been feeling a bit sorry for myself. Last week was rough for many reasons. And to add to the frustration, on Wednesday I injured my knee pretty badly. I’m currently unable to walk without crutches (or jumping/limping around the house) and on a variety of medications/pain killers. The doctor said it will be at least 4-6 weeks before I can even think about working out again.
I feel defeated and I can’t seem to find Joy in the days.
Last night I limped into my daughter’s room to put something away. I noticed an open envelope sitting on her dresser. I opened it up and what I found inside made me cry.
Also inside was a beautiful photo she had drawn and money from her piggy bank.
I am proud of my daughter for her thoughtfulness and I am grateful to have raised a little person with a big heart, who desires to help others.
I’ve been too focused on self, on my own problems and no good ever comes from living that way. I think it’s time to snap out of my selfish pity party and follow my daughter’s example.
I plan to add some of my own money and mail the letter tomorrow.