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In a world filled with social media, it’s tempting to see the world through everyone else’s rose colored lense. It’s easy to compare your own life to the happy moments captured on Facebook or tweeted with #lovemylife or shared on Instagram with a cheery filter. All their shiny memories, dull your daily drudge. But, we’ve heard all this before. It’s been blogged about and shared about and tweeted about- up one side of the great interweb and down the other. So, why am I sharing my musings on it?
What you can’t see here is the brain fog I woke up with or the fact that I had not one but two little visitors in the shape of little boys in my shower. What you can’t see is that moments earlier the three year old was running loops around my bedroom while I tried to throw my hair in a haphazard bun and finish it off with a swipe of mascara. What you don’t see is that moments later, that same three year old took a full cup of water out of his sister’s hands and dumped it on the unsuspecting one year old. What you can’t see is me shaking with frustration that we couldn’t take five minutes to do an insta photo before we left the house to take the kids on a sample lunch at Costco (are we the only ones who do this? I even let the kids get seconds and thirds okay and fifths if we buy a box).
Most of all what you can’t see in that beautiful, bright shiny window are the raindrops sprinkling the panes. The dark storm clouds on a gloomy Monday. What you can’t see is the greyness of the world. Isn’t it funny how the world looks from the inside sometimes?
This picture isn’t going to win any photography awards- the lighting is off and heck you can’t even see my face. But, it did make me think. And, maybe sometimes on those grey days, it’s a good reminder that your gloomy Monday might look awfully cheery from the other side of the lense.