I was frustrated already, because in my rush to get out the door this morning I had forgotten the diaper bag, so I had to make an extra trip to Suzi's house. I was driving on a road that had a speed limit of 45, and the person in front of me was driving at 35 MPH, much to my agitation. I did what I usually do in that situation- talked to myself (since the driver of the other car can't hear me), and said, "The speed limit is FORTY FIVE. FORTY FIVE people. Come ON!!!"
Ben, from the far back seat of the car, very quietly said, "Mom, you don't have to get mad."
Me: "What did you say buddy?"
Ben: "You don't have to get mad. It doesn't matter."
Me: "I know, but it's really frustrating."
Ben: "Mom, it doesn't matter if you're driving, it doesn't matter if you have enough money or not, it doesn't matter if you have a house or not, what matters is that you have a family. What matters is if your family is good or not."
My frustration immediately died.
Ben is spot on. Nothing that frustrates us in a given day really matters, unless we lose sight of what's really important in our lives. I thank my Heavenly Father for the real blessings in my life- my husband, my children, all of our extended family, and friends who give us such support and love.
Don't sweat the small stuff.
