As I am exposed more and more to situations where so much just DOESN'T go right for good people, I am becoming more and more aware of my wonderful set of circumstances. But along with that recognition comes something I'm not sure I'm handling correctly
I sort of feel like I "owe" something to someone/somewhere for the wonderful life I am able to live every day. But, who do I owe, and what do I give? My parents are some of the best people I have ever met. My neighborhood is one of the safest places I've ever lived. My children are all very happy and healthy and making great choices. My wasband and I get along really well now. My support group in real life, as well as on FB, is incredible! I'm 2/3 finished with my master's degree and my internships are all lined up in wonderful places.
I couldn't ask for more, but... I GOT MORE! A house basically fell into my lap last night, so I offered (low-balled) and it got accepted within SIX hours! It's is EXACTLY what I have been looking for for the last 2 years. I knew it when I first stepped inside of it last night. Perfect size, perfect location, perfect views, perfect everything! It has the covered back patio facing the direction I like, a wide front patio/entry with views to die for, a beautiful office right off the entry way where I can eventually have clients when I get my private practice opened, it is 1 mile from Max's school, 7 houses away from my parents, and so much more.
Now what? Do I claim, "I'm blessed," which gives the notion that he who blesses (as if...) chose me over others? Do I attribute it to "the secret" because I had a fleeting thought 2 days ago about moving, since my lease is up soon? Am I just lucky? Should I feel guilty? Obliged? Entitled? Did I earn this?
I think I'll just pick "confused," and run with it.
I'm also going to pick thrilled, ecstatic, and super happy, oh... and scorpion-less!
