Today is a slow day at work. It is a lazy Sunday anyways. Have you ever had days when you feel unimportant? For me, it was one of those days. I thought why do other people get breaks and I don’t. I felt I deserve more than I was getting. I wondered when will I have a big house, buy all the things I desire, travel to different countries in business class and when will get that job that will let me sit behind a stylish office table and people will go knock the door or get an appointment before they can speak to me. Cool, eh? If it meant I need to work harder and longer, I am ready. Competitive in nature, I was made to handle pressure. Fame and fortune, here I come!
But wait…that will mean I will have less time to play with Khloe. Movie time and leisure walks with my husband will only be a dream. I might not even find time to talk to JC, my friend, guru and life-saver. . I rarely find time to blog and maybe if I will take that bus to “success”, I might as well kiss this blog good-bye. I put apostrophes on success because a lot of people thought the same as I did. They thought success meant money, fame and power. They work their heads off, forget their families, betray their friends and distort morality just to be where they want to be. I don’t want to be like that. If this is all it would take to fast-track success, then I don’t want it. I am not saying that do not dream. I am the ambassador of “dreaming big”. But if your dream is too big that you lose sight of the people you love and the things you have, then that dream is not worth having.
I want to be able to sip my coffee slowly and watch our little girl grow. I want to laugh and grow old with my husband. I want to be able to talk to my family about anything and everything even if it is on skype. I want to peacefully sleep at night and hear the morning music when I wake up. I want to be with my family on Christmas, New Year, Valentines, Easter, Eid, birthdays, and on days I just want to feel special. Because I am special and whenever I feel unimportant, all I need to do is count not hundreds, not thousands but millions of blessings God have poured into my life. Every breath is a blessing. And to celebrate that today, I bought flowers! Thank God that I have time to stop and smell them!
