Truman did not get me or Wayne a Christmas gift.
I couldn't believe it.
I am a gifts girl in the 5 Love Languages...and I like gifts... I put a lot of belief that when I receive a gift it means that person thinks of me and loves me. I know in my heart of hearts that they love me with our without a gift, but at Christmas time, at least something should be given, right?
I know this is just a thought. And actually, this thought didn't serve me.
I stewed on this for days.
Truman didn't get us a Christmas gift! "What's up? Is he not grateful? Am I not a good mother? Does he not believe in Christmas?"
I was distraught and sad about it.
"Why didn't he at least say something?"
I believed this for three days, then on Dec. 28th, as I woke up I remembered the LuluLemon jacket and LuluLemon exercise pants that Truman gave us the beginning of December as our gifts, and said, "Merry Christmas."
The sun came out!
I felt loved and respected. I felt happy and relieved....and devastated that I had so many ill-feelings toward Tru.
Actually, nothing had changed except my thoughts surrounding it all.
Once again I can see how thoughts create feelings, and how thoughts can change on a dime. I can believe a new thought instantly and new feelings are generated instantly as well.
IT was a good reminder lesson for me.
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