Okay… It’s about to get real.
I am an ungrateful brat. Yep. I said it. And I have proof.
Exhibit A: We are driving down the California coast, lattes in hand, back to San Diego (where we LIVE, walking distance to the beach) and a song comes on that I just “really identify with”. (This is one of this times that I wish there was a sarcasm font.) Anyways, the song’s chorus goes a little something like this (must be read in your best southern accent because that’s how I sing it at the top of my lungs):
“My life is like a lemon drop. I’m suckin’ on the bitter to get to the sweet part.”
Feeling sorry for myself and the end of our vacation, I thought (also in a southern accent), “Ain’t that the truth,” and instantly instagrammed a pouty picture with this caption:
“But but but that was the shortest vacay ever. Sad to be leaving the central coast but thankful for generous friends who hosted us.”
I looked up from my phone and out the window at the blue sky and endless turquoise ocean. I looked to my left at my sweet husband in the driver’s seat. I looked down at my latte. I wanted to laugh at my stupidity but then I wanted to cry out of embarrassment.
What is wrong with me? “I’m suckin’ on the bitter to get to the sweet part?” It’s so easy to fall into the mindset that having to go back to work is “bitter”. What about thinking about how blessed I am, that I get to work with my husband, that I get to work from home, that I live in a country where I can choose what I want to do for a living?
When did I become this ungrateful brat? When did I start demanding bi-yearly vacations and thinking that 3 days in an adorable little beach town doesn’t count? When did I forget how blessed I am?
The questions flooded my mind and I knew I simply needed to give thanks, to remember how blessed I am.
How is realizing that I’m an ungrateful brat a little love story? Well, I think that remembering to be thankful for my home, my job, my family, my friends, my husband… it leads me to love. It takes me out of a place of discontentment and leads me to thanksgiving.
The stress of work, difficulty of relationships, and sadness we see in this world can definitely be bitter, but there’s so much to be learned through the bitterness of life. You don’t just suck on the bitter to get to the sweet part; you see sweetness in the midst of the bitter, and you learn to be thankful for those hard moments.
I wish I could be like Job, who in the midst of losing his entire life, his family, his home, his health, he blesses the name of the Lord, “The LORD gave, and the LORD has taken away; blessed be the name of the LORD.” Job 1:21b
I think this song gives lemon drops a bad name. If it weren’t for the sour bitterness of the lemon drop’s coating, the middle wouldn’t be so sweet. If life was all vacation and smiles, we would never learn to be thankful for those times.
Besides, I kind of love lemon drops.