Last 2020, I wrote about my frustrations when we moved into a new house — reorganizing stuff, balancing work and creative projects, building a routine, etc. If you’ve read it, you know my frustration.
And it’s happening again. Last month, we moved into a new house. This one is huge, which means more organizing to do. But we like it so much.
And as expected, it was never easy. The process took a great toll upon me.
Again, I lost perspective. I got frustrated.
Just like 2 years ago, I still wanted to blame others for disrupting my beloved routine.
While I’m proud to say that I’ve improved in dealing with sudden changes and I have more people to assist me now, I still couldn’t deny that I had moments of anger and frustration. Moments of wishing things to be different and easy. Even moments of darkness.
I was stressed. Exhausted. Anxious. Pressured.
Then one morning, something strange happened. Rays of sunlight entered our dining room. It was so uplifting. Right then, I had a mental shift.
What am I doing?
It’s normal for life to get messy. We can’t escape it. That’s the way it is.
But in every dark situation, there’s always light.
It’s not always noticeable. But it’s there — it’s always there. We just need to tweak our point of view and pay more attention.