The bright side of things.

After what was most assuredly the Most Depressing Post Ever, I feel like I should follow up with some happy thoughts.

While cleaning my daughters room with her this morning, (after the miserable post) I realized that some of her new Barbie stuff was missing in action. It was all there two days ago, but having moved the barbie house to her room, and letting her have the accessories (assesstories as she calls them) it seems some things have sunk through the floor. Anyway, so here we were sorting through all of the Barbie stuff, and me realizing what was gone. I said to her "Baby girl, you HAVE to be more careful with your stuff, Mommy can't buy you new Barbies and toys. We don't have the money to replace all this if you lose it." and that sweet little thing looked at me and said "I don't need more Barbies Mommy. I have lots of dolls, and they don't need all those assesstories. I'm fine without new toys, so it's ok."

I have to say my worrisome mood disappeared very quickly after that. In fact, right now my girls should be going down for a nap, and I'm not worried about it at all. They are playing, and I'm barely even enforcing nap time.

I wanted to share this because people should know. No matter how bad things get, nothing is more important than the tiny humans who make our lives worth living. The problem we worry over are only worrisome because we worry for THEM. Which is how it should be. Suddenly the symptoms of Life don't seem so much like ailments, but as blessings in disguise that show me that my husband and I wouldn't suffer the way we do if our beautiful children didn't make it worthwhile to do so. Suddenly, the symptoms of Life are happy thoughts. Life sucks. We're piss poor and always broke. Money disappears to bills faster than it appears. But we do that for our kids. And for my daughter to tell me she is fine...well, I guess that means we all are.