My kids just came in from out of state. My son will now live with me, and daughter will go back to live with her mother after summer. I have been working two jobs, five days a week (early morning) and living with family and friends.
Well, I believe the universe sent me a few messages. I decided to go out for a run to clear my mind because I was having trouble shifting focus from something. I fractured a bone in my foot on that run. The walk home was painful, and so were the next few days. I was ordered to stop all weight bearing activity for a minimum of three weeks. So…no work, basically.

The hospital gave me a boot, crutches, and a knee roller contraption. I was at a park with all my kids, and the knee roller broke while I was on it. The next morning I go to make my black coffee, and my coffee maker breaks. I had about a week until I can afford to buy a new one, and was running low on funds.

I don’t really get upset over stuff like this…but I knew I had to try extra hard because of my kids. I didn’t want to get angry and fester over all that there is to be pissed about. I didn’t want them to see me with a rigid or depressed face and not be able to enjoy even the smallest moment with them.

So, with each one of these issues I would calmly explain, saying something along the lines of, “Well, I think the universe is trying to tell me to slow down…to spend more time with you guys…to be present.” Or my kids would joke and say, “Maybe your breath wanted a break from all that black coffee Dad,” or “Dad, can we get those crutches gold-plated?”

We were able to smile and laugh ourselves out of each situation. It helped my little family greatly and hopefully can help you too.

Much Love,

J.K.

“Look for hidden messages in all of life’s instances…”