MIRROR MIRROR

When I look in the mirror, I...

Three years ago this past January we moved into the house we live in now.  It was one of the hardest, saddest, times in my life.  We had just found out that cancer was attacking my dad's young body.  The man that led my family was getting weaker by the minute, and there was not a thing I could do.  We had just moved from the home that Rick and I built together, the one that I thought I would raise my kids in, the home where I thought we would grow old together.  We moved from a ward that we loved, from a neighborhood that played night games on summer evenings, that had Halloween hot dog roasts, and that loved the Finlayson family for who we were.

I remember walking into the master bathroom in our new house the first time, and seeing on the mirror the phrase "Life is Good".  I remember sitting down on the edge of the bathtub, and staring at those simple words, and realizing that they were so true, life really is good.

Sometimes I get upset and say things I shouldn't about how I don't enjoy my life (my new goal...to NEVER say that again).  Sometimes I forget that just because I'm having a bad day, doesn't mean that I have a bad life.  Sometimes I just need to remember that life IS good.  Life is so so good.

When I look in the mirror, I see wrinkles, I see the 15 lbs that I somehow gained within the last few months, I see a flawed body that gave birth to three very beautiful children, I see a body that has carried me through 4 marathons, 1 half iron man, and 2 Lotojas.  And when I look in the mirror I see the reminder that life is good.  And I'm thankful.