It’s Been a Long Day

My job is the kind where you have a calendar with set dates and times of patients you’re going to see, but it’s merely a guideline and it can change with a blink of an eye. And it usually does.

Today was one of those days (after a long break, naturally) where you go in, get excited you only have 3 scheduled patients, but your 9 hour work day turns into a 12 hour work day, before you even have time to decide if you’re going to have a hot pocket or a salad for lunch.

I work with kids. Young kids. I hear and witness sad, unthinkable, and terrible situations. I drive home hating humanity and wondering – why am I required to obtain a license to drive a vehicle, hunt, fish, and own/carry a gun, yet people are allowed to procreate without question?

Then, I walk in the door, see my husband cleaning up spilled milk and a ketchup covered face. I hear my daughter practice counting to 100 in the shower and I’m reminded that there is good in this world, and it can be found within arms reach.

I can’t control the bad but I can help the broken. I can’t stop people from being awful, but I can help prevent the manifestation of an awful person. At work, at home, at the grocery store, the gas pump… anywhere, really.

As my daughter’s bed time routine came to an end, I told her to pick out a book to read. She picked me to read to her tonight. Big deal in this house, we never know who she’ll pick and I can’t help but feel like “I’m the favorite” when she picks me. For one night, anyway.

She chose… Love You Forever. Only the best book of all time. Even if the true events behind it are super depressing. She knows the book by heart and we always read the same lines together:

“He grew, and he grew, and he grew”

“…and rocked him back and forth, back and forth, back and forth” 

And of course…

“I’ll love you forever. I’ll like you for always. As long as I’m living, my baby you’ll be.” 

There is nothing in this world that holds more value than me and ‘A’ laying on our bellies in her bed reading this childhood staple together. There is nothing that could cure the emotionally and mentally draining day like today, except my child and this book. There is no better reminder than the pristine demeanor of my soft hearted child.

There is good in this world. Some days its just a lot easier to find when you’ve felt the weight of others troubles on your own heart.

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12 thoughts on “It’s Been a Long Day

  1. This book has a very special place in my heart… My second son died very soon after being born. On his prayer cards for his funeral, we included ‘We’ll love you forever, we’ll like you for always, as long as we’re living, our baby you’ll be.’ His life was brief, but he was so very loved and brought us so much joy while we waited for his arrival- a book that celebrates the parent-child bond seemed perfect for remembering him.

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  2. That book always makes me tear up. I don’t want them to grow up! It’s true you can’t control the bad always but always choose your attitude. Sometimes I make the wrong decision there but the kiddos help remind me to smile through- most of the time!

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  3. Beautifully written… My husband and I both have worked in fields where we see horrific situations all the time, so I can relate to you on this. This book is definitely one of my favourites and it totally puts things into perspective when I’ve had a bad day too. 🙂

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  4. As I’m reading this (in tears) I can’t help but think of how simple children are, yet they quickly make such bad days turn into perfection. We as adults look at the world and think, what is our world coming to, or our world is so dark. But through the eyes of a child, they can’t help but see the good. They see a classmate is sad or having a bad day, they go up to them instantly and try their hand at cheering them up, or there is a kid getting picked on, they stand up to the bully. Thank goodness for moments with kiddo, when simply reading a book, can wipe the slate, of a bad day, clean.

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