A slow life…
a cheap life
going without to save money
not having a paying job
depending on someone else to care for me
making my family live with hand-me-downs
depriving my kids of things other kids have…
These were some of the comments I received the past couple of days and decided not to post because they were so negative.
I hope that is not the true impression of living a simple, slow and deliberate life.
Our life is exactly the opposite from those comments. We are very rich in many ways, live within our means and don’t have huge amounts of debt to have the things we want. Our family spends a great deal of time together and we enjoy it to the fullest. My children have life skills most will only read about or hear in a passing conversation. It is because of the slow pace we live that they had the opportunity to learn so much more than they could ever learn from a book, on the soccer field, or riding to the latest activity their mom thought they ought to be involved in even if they had no interest in it, or because that is what all the other kids were doing. It was their mom trying to make up for the time she didn’t spend with them or to keep up with one of their friends.
I am not and never have been a competitive or jealous person and those feeling do not carry any weight when I make decisions for myself or my family.
Being frugal isn’t about not spending money it’s about spending it wisely. It’s about not spending every last penny just to have something. It’s about seeking out value, respecting what we do have and taking good care of it to last. No we don’t have all the latest gadgets out and no we don’t have to replace them every time we turn around. We have everything we want and need though. Nope no Blue ray here, but we do have a 70-year-old garden shovel that I love with the handle worn smooth that I carefully oil at the end of each gardening season. I enjoy working with it and carefully putting it back in its place after I use it.
My days are filled with growing quality healthy food and preparing that food for my family. Filled with keeping a clean and happy house. Keeping schedules for everyone when needed so they will have what they need. It IS my job to care for them. I see nothing wrong with having dinner hot and on the table when my family gets home. To have my husband’s after dinner tea and the newspaper ready for him. I see nothing wrong with taking the time to teach the children no matter how old about what is going on at the house and involving them. That kind of work is caring for the ones you love and wanting to make things easy and happy for them, no matter how small the detail. It’s not spoiling them-it called caring and treating them with respect.
I have time to be involved in my community and volunteering my time to make another life happy in even the smallest way. I have time to do the things I like to do, my crafts, making soap, gardening, knitting and sewing. I have time to do the things that are important to me that make me happy as well.
So to those who see my life as something it’s not all I would like to say is try spending an entire day from sun up to sundown doing only what you want to do. Things that make you happy, things that would make your family happy and then come back if you feel differently about your comments. Or even easier just hit the back button and move along because anything I have to say will mean nothing to you.
If these negative thoughts are the result of you being jealous. I say to you it’s time you started with even the smallest detail in your life and make it happy to fit your life. When that small thing is working move on to something else to make your life simpler or less stressful. It might be taking the time for morning coffee in your favorite mug sitting on a linen napkin with a hot home baked muffin on a pretty plate. You decide what makes you happy.
I’m off to work on a hat I am knitting for my sister. She spends time in the fall up in the mountains with her family fishing and camping. It’s her favorite color green and knit with organic bamboo yarn, her favorite. This time is good for me because I like to knit, I like to do things for my family, I like it because I know it will help keep her warm.
Sure any one can drive to the store and buy a hat for a gift, but as I sit there quietly listening to music and patting the kitten every so often. I think about the good stories she has told me about her life and her children’s life. I have a quiet mind to reflect on my own life and my family’s life. There is no stress involved unless you can count dropping a stitch two rows back and not seeing it in time, then having to find the crochet hook in the bottom of the basket to fix it. Now that is stress! But I didn’t have to fight traffic, put up with rude people or even wonder if she will like it or not. I know her and she will. I know that the sound of the kitten’s pur will melt my heart and make my evening almost perfect. Then I will slip beneath the antique quilt my grandmother made on top of her antique bed and fall asleep with out a care in the word thinking about what tomorrow will bring. It’s a journey only I can turn into a good one.