Megan Again: Broken Dishes
By Megan Wirts
There I was in the middle of the kitchen surrounded by shards of glass. It had happened again. Another glass dish dropped on the floor. Another mess to clean up and one more mixing bowl gone, I had already broken 3 others. “This is why I can’t have anything nice,” I thought to myself as tears started to well up in my eyes.
I was attempting to make a cake just for fun, because baking relaxes me and I love cake. As I reached into my cupboard and grabbed the glass mixing bowl I wanted, I lost my grip and it shattered into hundreds of pieces. Just as I was about to cry, I overheard my son...
...start singing, “Another bites the dust, and another one and another one gone. Another one bites the du-u-ust.”, which instead made me laugh and then cry a little, but mostly laugh.
I needed to laugh. I had been feeling down in the dumps and dropping that dish nearly pushed me over the edge into a complete meltdown right there on the kitchen floor. The weather had been gloomy, the kids had been fighting, my plans I had been trying to make kept getting canceled and nothing seemed to be going right for me. So, I really needed to laugh.
I also needed to just stop and think about the things that were going right for me. I needed to look at my son and think about how hilarious he is, what great comedic timing he has and how lucky I am to be his mom. I needed to realize how amazing it was to get a hug from my almost teenage daughter because not all almost teenagers like hugging their moms, but mine does. I needed to hear my husband say that it was okay and he would get me some stainless-steel mixing bowls and that even though my hands don’t work the way they used to, we will find ways to make things work. I needed all of that right then and there.
I know that my situation is a little more extreme than most, with the whole neurological disorder and all, but I’m sure that many others can relate to those feelings. It happens to the best of us. I have learned that I need to stop dwelling on those feelings of inadequacy and insecurity. I have also learned that some of the most successful people and most amazing parents believe they aren’t good enough at some point in their lives. In my opinion, the folks who think they know it all and have an unyielding belief that their way is the best and only way are likely to be those who are struggling the most.
The glass was swept up, the cake was made and it was delicious. So what if my body doesn’t function as well as it used to? I am good enough for this life I have. I am a good mother, a good wife and a good friend.
I just need to remind myself of that sometimes.
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