Anyone who has met me, even for just a few minutes, knows that I tend to Iive life with my emotions on my sleeve. I can be high strung and I keep a lot of things “on my plate." This can be extremely difficult for everyone around me, and even myself. So, even now, while I am on a family vacation at Disney World,. I have been dealing with a lot of things that have stopped me from fully seeing the joy in my loved one's faces on this trip. I have been stuck in a room eating my weight in Cheetoes ( sorry, Elliott), waiting for the cleaning up of the destruction left behind by the now infamous Hurricane Irma. It wasn't too terrible around here when we arrived in Orlando, so I assumed that by Tuesday we could really start our vacation. I was right about that in the fact that the parks were open, but my head wasn't. This was because of crap going on at home. For those of you who don't know, our office was broken into a few months ago. Then, someone stole my car a few weeks ago (I did get it back, but missing a lot from the inside).
So the night Irma came through I decided to participate in my Crossfit gym's no arm burpee challenge in the middle of the hurricane. If you would like some comic relief it's right here. The only problem is the following day we were about to start off my real vacation at the most magical place on earth, I got some crappy news. Irma decided she did not care for my videos making fun of her here in Florida, so she decided to drop a tree on TWO cars at the house. And, yes, if I had full coverage over those bad boys we would be doing the happy dance, but we all know I am too cheap for full cover. So, womp womp-, and, no, homeowners insurance doesn't cover the car, just the removal of the tree. Then, while I was spending an arm and a leg for a soda here in Disney, I was getting kicked in the junk at home too: I had two contracts terminate yesterday. Just an FYI: real estate is a fickle business. Some deals go so smooth, and others, well, you see what happens to them; they lay there lifeless while you try your hardest to resuscitate them. I was pretty grumpy the rest of the day;. I just took it as if I was in character of one of the 7 dwarfs.... At the end of the day I was tired, my feet were numb, and I had 2 boys who didn’t want to do anything but ride the Nemo & Friends 15 times. I was frustrated with my ungrateful Bash Brothers, and their side kick, sister, The Siren. She, who was screaming most of the evening..... So Then, by happenstance, when I was really feeling at my lowest level of patience, it just so happened that during the 15 rides of Nemo, we received an unexpected gift.… There was a little Stellybelly dress on Keekly's (The Siren’s) stroller. It had a card on it that said: “In memory of my daughter Eleanor Josephine Please accept this random act of kindness on this 9.11.2017 her second birthday”. Now me being me, even though I had had a really crappy day with business and with my cars, I still felt like this could be something someone else could use more. After doing a little bit of Googling, I found the family where this gift came from: Natalie Morgan and her family. I read her story and broke down while riding those clam shell seats for the 16th time. I try to give my kids the world, but, at the same time, I let the drawbacks of life blind me from the valuable times spent with my kids.
I found her story with Today.
But the short of it is “There will be times your child will scream and cry any time you try to put him or her down. Or they'll cry even as they're in your arms and you've done everything you can possibly think of to get them to stop. There will be sleepless nights, multiple diaper changes in a matter of minutes, spit up in your hair, pee on your shirt, and poop in your hands, and again — so much screaming from the baby, and probably from you as well. Every time that happens, every time you feel frustrated and want to run away, please remember my story,” I am just writing this to share my thanks to this family and to share. Hold your babies tight and enjoy the time you have with them.