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Lori Freeland Christian Blog and Commentary

Ever Feel Unloved? Unappreciated? Devalued?

  • Lori Freeland
    Lori Freeland, a freelance writer from the Dallas area, holds a bachelor's degree in psychology from the University of Wisconsin-Madison. In her other life, the one BK—before kids—she has worked as a social worker and a certified dyslexic reading tutor. Currently, she embraces her status as full-time homeschool mom to three awesome children. Her big dream? Becoming a Young Adult novelist, a goal she diligently pursues during the wee hours of the morning with help from a very large mug of coffee and occasionally some chocolate-covered peanuts. In addition to blogging and contributing regular inspirational articles to Crosswalk.com, The Christian Pulse, and Believe.com, she loves to mentor new writers and encourage people to share their life stories. As a member of the Cancer Mom club, she desires to connect with others in hopes of giving support to those struggling down the messy paths of life. You can find her hanging with the North Texas Christian Writers as a Critique Group Leader and Writing Coach or cheering on her writers on the Faith Team at The Christian Pulse where she recently took on the role of editor. She also loves to attend Society for Children's Book Writers and Illustrators meetings where she has begun a critique workshop for new writers. You can visit her website at LAFREELAND.COM.
  • 2012 Feb 14
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Life is hard. The picture to the right? One of my bad weeks.

My friend Jenni says, "Life is messy."

I agree. There are many days I trudge through to Monday, my only goal to reach Friday. Sane.

Sound familiar?

Other times, fatigue sneaks up to bite me in the backside in the middle of seven loads of laundry, the first on the list of jobs for the day. Dishes wait in the sink, bathrooms scream to be cleaned, and sheets beg to be changed. Then there's my personal favorite--dinner. But oops, forgot that trip to the grocery store that was supposed to have happened two days ago. Why don't I buy four gallons of milk at a pop instead of two?

A lot to accomplish. No pats on the back. They should put that disclaimer in the Welcome to Marriage and So, You're A Parent brochures.

I don't know about you, but my kids don't often turn to me and say, "Gosh, Mom, you're so great. Thanks for cleaning up my vomit last night. Here, you forgot this pillowcase when you washed my sheets, twelve of my most special Webkinz, and all eight of my blankets."

My husband doesn't come home from work and marvel, "Wow! Honey, you washed my underwear and socks! Even the ones stuffed under the bed. And all my shirts are hung up in order of color--the top button done just the way I like. Gee, you're super awesome!"

My dogs don't love me as much when their food bowl sits empty and the cats like to trek to my room to deposit their hairballs, and then swish down the hall to love on someone else.

Most people don't care that I've slaved almost a year on my novel. I do get a lot of helpful comments though. "Is that all you ever talk about?" and "You still writing that thing?" or "I could write a book. How hard could it be?" or my comment of choice--"When are you going to be a real writer--you know, besides all those articles? When are you going to get your book published?"

Maybe a visual will help. 

Ever have one of those days? One of those weeks when no one notices how hard you're laboring to make sure their lives work? That happens to me. I bet it happens to you, too.

But then come the high moments. When someone smiles at me or pays for my Starbucks in the drive-thru line. Times I look at my kids and wonder what I will ever do without their hugs when they grow up and find their own way.  Nights my husband wraps his arms around me in the dark and pulls me close. And when someone comes along and says, "I like you! I like what you're doing!" That's an amazing feeling.

When I compare the amazing to the frustrating, amazing wins every time. I just need to remember that!

Lord, bring to light the good and cover the bad with Your grace. Shape my attitude the way you see fit. Amen.