One of Those Days

Today was one of those days.

You know what I mean when I say "those days" because we all have them.

Those days are the worst.

Today was filled with dogs who found some sort of exciting thing in our fenced-in backyard and did not want to come inside, leaving me schlepping around my backyard in my pjs with a container of deli meat trying to reason with an 8 year old stubborn pup.

Today was filled with ransacking the laundry room to find the game jersey that had to be worn to school today - only to realize that it had been left in the other parent's vehicle and was nowhere near us.

Today was filled with my freshly washed favorite post-workout hoodie smelling like old cooked food when I pulled it out of my bag, rendering it useless.

Today was filled with finding evidence of mice in my kitchen as I was rushing to prepare a birthday cake.

Today was filled with yet another Facebook Marketplace buyer backing out last minute.

Today was filled with still not knowing what time my son's practice is ending today and scrambling to arrange a pick up that would not interfere with our work schedules.

All of this was before 10am.

Naturally I felt all of the feelings.

I wanted to scream into my pillow. I wanted to cry out of frustsration. I wanted to send angry messages. I wanted to cancel my patients and crawl back into bed.

But, instead, I took 3 deep breaths and considered how I could reframe my morning.

Sure, my morning was filled with all of the things that make up one of "those days."

But, it was also filled with so much more.

It was filled with trashcans already at the curb, placed there lovingly by my husband before he left for work.

It was filled with an adventurous pup who just a few months ago had a cancer diagnosis and might not have been here right now were it not for his great doctor.

It was filled with the knowledge that tomorrow we get to celebrate a birthday with my favorite people in the whole world - people who love my boys with all their heart.

It was filled with back to back appointments with patients who show up regularly for their therapy appointments and commit to the hard work of self discovery and growth.

It was filled with reassuring phone calls from my husband with a plan for our new little mice friends.

It was filled with check-ins from good friends who make it a point to just reach out and say hi.

For all the annoying parts that made this morning one of “those days,” there were even more parts that made it a good day.

Listen, I’m not someone who believes in “choosing happiness” or not allowing yourself to feel the crappy feelings.

When you have a morning like I did today, it’s completely normal and acceptable to feel all the feelings about it.

But then we have to look for the good parts.

Even if they are hard to find.

Even if there aren’t a lot of them.

I promise there are always some good parts. There is always some glimmer of hope to hold on to.

Let those good parts be what defines your day, not the other things.

So, yes, today was one of “those days” - those days where lots of stuff went wrong.

But it was also one of “those days” - those days where I get to count my blessings and lean in to all the glimmers of hope.
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