Hard Work

This morning I was so muscle sore I could barely get out of bed, but so stiff it hurt to lay there. We have all heard that getting older isn’t for sissys. Now I know what “they” are talking about. I am in my 60’s and still want to do those things I love. Spring is a busy time. Gardens need prepping, irritation needs to be cleaned out and repaired, herbs need to be harvested, weeds picked (some for salves and tinctures, some because they are in the way), spring cleaning, organizing, craft shows, end of tax season, you get the picture. It used to be I would do all this and get my horses ready for the barrel racing season. But something had to give. I could either ride or do everything else, and I made my choice. It was hard, so hard. But this morning, even though I felt pain and sore muscles, I also felt something else, accomplishment. I busted my butt, and got a lot done. I felt good knowing things were on track, and the prep I do now will grant me the “fruits of my labor”. I wonder if that is why so many people are unhappy these days. It is getting harder and harder to feel accomplished. Many don’t want to put the work it takes into it, many don’t have the opportunity. People need purpose, we need to know we are helping ourselves and for some helping others. But so many don’t know this feeling. It takes hard work, commitment and sacrifice. So many are unwilling to sacrifice. We want it all, and we want it now (lol I kind of sang that just now) Should you ever feel or know someone that feels like something life is missing, ask yourself, do you feel like you have accomplishments? For some it will be simply getting through the day, for others it will be more. Whatever your ability is, use it to the fullest!