This morning my kids had a two-hour delay from school, so I got to spend a little bit more time with them before their ride picked them up. My youngest son, Caleb, has this little jingle bracelet that I think he made in church. He's been wearing it all the time, even to sleep in. This morning he came to me in tears because one of his little bells fell off. He was holding the little bell in his hand. The bell is no bigger than a pencil eraser, so it's amazing that he didn't lose it. He said, "Mommy, can you fix it?"
My heart went out to him, and I saw that the hole where the little bell had been attached was torn. I knew I'd have to make another hole, but when I tried to do it, it wasn't working. This was going to be an extensive fix. I gave him a kiss and a hug, and I told him that I would work on it today while he was at school. Then, it would be all ready for him when he got home. He thanked me, and went on his merry way.
I picked up the bracelet right around lunch time. I knew I had to find something to make a new hole. I found one rusty safety pin in our bathroom (which is now going in the garbage, after it served its final purpose), and I made a new hole in the bracelet. My fingers were shaking the whole time because this was such an intricate procedure. However, I managed to fix that little bracelet with a little time and with some help from some needlenose pliers. You can see the finished product above.
Do I think this bracelet is going to last forever? No, of course not. Especially not if he keeps on sleeping with it on. For now, it's almost as good as new, and I know when he gets home from school, he's going to be one very happy little boy.
My job keeps me very busy. I'm constantly in contact with my clients, talking to them about what their needs are, and how I can help them increase the amount of customers or clients they see. Every other month I'm almost swamped because of one project in particular, which is editing a newsletter (which is more like a magazine) for the International Thunderbird Club. That takes up the better part of two weeks every other month. However, I must never lose sight of what my most important job is.
Mom.
There are three little people living in this house who depend on me for practically everything. They depend on me to be sure their clothes are washed (even though the older two do their own laundry, they still need reminders from time to time), they depend on me for their meals, and for the little things they need for school or just for their pleasure.
Yes, my clients are important. They're the reason my business has grown so much in such a short period of time. They're also the reason it's going to keep on growing in the coming months. However, if I lose sight of what my most important job is, I'm not really going to be successful at all.
I needed that reminder today.
