Men living in my house

In my house, Mr Nobody resides. Because apparently, nobody forgot to take their plate to the kitchen, and nobody missed the dustbin when they threw a paper away and it landed on the floor, and nobody spilled water on my bathroom floor…. to mention just a few 😛

But there is also a Mr Not Mine. He appears when I walk through and ask, ”Please can you bring that glass to the sink while I am doing dishes?”

”But Mom, it’s not mine!”

Sigh. The joys of parenthood… sometimes… 😉

It always reminds me of this story though :

”There once was a king who decided to do a little experiment. He had a giant boulder put right in the middle of the street. He then hid near the boulder to see who, if anyone, would try to move it out of the way.

First, some wealthy merchants walked by. They walked around the boulder, complaining that the king hasn’t been maintaining the roads very well.

Next, a peasant walked by, heading home with his arms full of food for his family. When he noticed the boulder, he put his groceries down and attempted to move it out of everyone’s way. It took him a while to move it, but he eventually succeeded.

After the peasant gathered up his groceries to carry on home, he noticed a bag lying in the middle of the road, just where the boulder once was. He opened the bag to find that it was stuffed full of gold coins, along with a letter from the king saying that the bag’s gold was a reward for the peasant to keep because he had taken the time and energy to move the boulder out of the road for the convenience of others who would be travelling the road in the future.”

There are actually two morals in this story – the first being the ‘obvious’….

Every obstacle we face offers us an opportunity to improve, thus providing us with a form of reward. If we are able to just push through, we will probably end up better off than what we were.

But the other moral is the one that my children remind me of 😛

Personal responsibility. Sometimes, we need to do the job/task, even if it’s not ours to do. If we see something, and we can do something about it? Then why not just do it, in order to help the next person (or in my case, help Mom 😛 )
(And yes, this is not always applicable to every situation or circumstance in life… but it’s good to bear it in mind for the times that we could be applying it 😉 )

And yes, I had a good giggle about these Mr’s that are living in my house, because I am supposed to be single 😛 😉

Here’s hoping your challenges are few, but your rewards are great! ❤

8 thoughts on “Men living in my house

  1. We had one who would clear up after herself and tell you she’d done so and then…we’d have to clear up! There was a struggle between “clear up when you’ve finished” and “just leave it” because you knew there would be more mess. Parenting definitely isn’t a winning game. Good post.

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  2. Oh, Meg! I just love you and how you see life. It’s truly a gift. How you tied this message in so perfectly with your ‘moral of the story’ is both comical (thank you!), and enlightening. Both are much needed in this crazy time. Poor Mama. I hope the Mr.’s get evicted soon so that room can be made for the Cando family, ha ha! 😛

    You’re absolutely right! What we learn during times of struggle and difficulty is FAR more valuable than any lessons we learn during the easy mountaintop experiences in life. That’s not to say we can’t always learn, but there’s something about pain that fuels our purpose… don’t you think?

    Most of all, I love how you remind us all to be more aware, both in our lives and the lives of others. You and I agree on this – if we CAN do it, why wouldn’t we? Often, it takes such little effort. A smile and helping hand to someone who is down. Paying a bill for someone who has nothing left. Simply listening and being present in the moment to a hurting heart. Anything at all that improves the quality of someone’s life. That someone could be us at any time! It’s an important lesson to remember.

    You’re awesome, my friend. I’m so thankful to have ‘met you’ and get to read your blogs. What a joy and blessing you are. I really mean that! Never do I come away from your blog not being inspired and happy. God bless you, sweetheart. You are loved! ❤

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    1. Holly! You make me cry. Every. Time! Ha ha ha! They’re happy and heartwarmed tears though, and I am so grateful for your encouragement, and friendship across the miles!
      I am also smiling at your comment, because I just wrote a blog post with a similar ‘list of kindness’, ha ha ha!

      Ah, my precious Holly, much love to you ❤ ❤ ❤

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