There are many mantras I have adopted in my marriage and in raising children. The most used one at this stage of the game is, "If it ain't broke, it ain't ours." This is usually repeated by me and my husband in unison as yet another household item becomes junk or at least maimed by the household chaos we live in. That being said, I give you an episode that occurred at our house this weekend.
We were working in the yard and had just discovered that another household item was broken. This time it was the weed trimmer which had bit the dust (someone ran over it or otherwise caused it to become less than the once solid piece of machinery it was. So Scott and I started to repeat the above stated mantra, more to each other than to anyone else. The next thing I knew, Sarah was standing by me and looking up at me with a smile on her face, she said, "But Mom, I'm not broken and I am yours."
In that one short statement, my mind snapped into recognition of what was important and what was not. I t is easy to replace items but not to replace people. Thanks Sarah for the perspective shift I was in need of that day.
