So many things NOT working today.
Like I am sick. Sore. Fleeting moments of tiredness and weakness overwhelm me.
Baby girl is sick. Still. Her voice is still hoarse, she needs constant nose wiping, from me ONLY (as apparently this makes it better) and is not drinking much fluids.
Hubbie is still run down.
My pre-Easter baking didn’t get off to a good start. The self-raising flour I needed, well suddenly it wasn’t appropriate to use… don’t ask me why… so Hubbie had to go to several servos to find some.
Then in doing my cake pops, I didn’t do the round cake balls big enough… and so once they were covered in melted chocolate, they started to S-L-O-W-L-Y fall down the lollipop stick, ‘til they sunk to a stop at the polystyrene board floor.
To make matters worse, I had to leave my family at 6pm… to drive in to work.
WORK. I have not worked a Good Friday, EVER. And now due to circumstances out of my control, I am. Until way past midnight. Apparently, no days are holy anymore.
You can be sure there has been a whole lot of whining today.
At some point though, I remembered something. I remembered the greater purpose of today, and the purpose was largely, the annual Melbourne Good Friday appeal.
Every Good Friday now, for years and years and years, the good people of Melbourne (and Australia, and I hope even, the World) have been donating selflessly to a children’s hospital that has done wonderful things, and continues to, to help sick, and I mean, really sick kids, needing care, love, services and support.
Here I was whining about the day and upset I was leaving my family for work… and meanwhile, there were loads of kids spending their Easter weekend at the Royal Children’s Hospital, away from their families, away from their homes.
It just wasn’t fair. It ISN’T fair. The words ‘really sick,’ and ‘child,’ should not exist in the same breath.
And so I urge you now to do what I am going to do this very moment: donate to a very worthy cause.
There is always far, far worse in the world… but that doesn’t mean we can’t try to do something about it.
Give that they may grow.
And so suddenly, I was happy, that my family and I were all in the same house today, and that I was there, to wipe baby girl’s nose…