Real Life

My home often looks like this in the evenings. Most days I'm okay with it, but if I've got two or three demands a minute coming at me or if I'm trying to get kids out the door by a certain time and I'm running behind, I get can get uptight quite quickly.

President Monson tells me I should be enjoying it (see here).

Sister Beck reminds me “Heavenly Father loves His daughters, and because the reward at the end [of this life] is so glorious, we do not get a pass from the responsibilities we were given. We cannot give them away. They are our sacred duties, and we fulfill them under covenant.” (See here.) She also says that by cooking a meal, I'm creating a reason to gather and that is an important role I play. (See here.)

Those are good reasons to keep at it. . .keep loving. . .keep trying to do better each day. Life is good and this cute family I've been given is forming me and shaping me and helping me become what I need to become. Happiness is a daily, conscious choice and one that I need to make sure I make consistently. What I'm doing is important. Just reminding myself. . . .