I love my house. I love the layout of
my house. I love that is virtually the perfect size for us. I love
the neighbourhood we are in. I really have nothing to complain
about... but...
And that is the problem, there seems to
be always a but with me. I am trying very hard to appreciate and
just accept the things that I have. And I really do appreciate my
house. However, as soon as I type this, I start thinking that my
house will be perfect, if only it had parking, and maybe another
bedroom, OH! And a master en-suite.
Is it just me that does this? I know
if I just learn to accept things my life will be easier. I have been
like this since I was little – at school, an A+ was not good
enough, I had to be perfect. Okay, I learned quite quickly that an
A+ was more than good enough; and most of the time I was happy with a
B.
Then I find myself looking at my
daughter's report card and wondering why it is not straight A+. I
did take a deep breath and remembered that she was only in grade one,
and really, so what if she got a B in “play”.
She actually did pretty good, in that
she improved from last semester's report card, which really was what
I wanted to see. But I cannot help but to push her still.
The thing is, I know she can do better
if she just pays a bit more attention – she can get the correct
answer for 5 + 3 and yet get 3 + 5 wrong. All I really want is for
her to be self motivated. I want her to want to do her best.
And yet, I do not want her to become
neurotic about it, like me, I want her to realize that her best is
good enough, as long as it is indeed her best. At least for now, I
do not want her to work for grades, I want her to work to want to
learn things and to get better – the working on grades thing can
come later.
I want her to enjoy the journey and the
rewards of reaching her goal. I want her to always have goals, but
be willing to sometimes accept that things are the way they are. I
want me to learn these things.
Sure, a parking spot would be nice, but
to get one,we will have to move because there is no possible way for
me to afford a house with a parking spot where I live; and I am not
about to move from this house.
So I should accept that though it is
nice to dream, I should really be happy with what I have. And trust
me, I know I am much luckier than most.
On the other hand.... I can always win
the lottery....
