St. Joseph's Day did not turn out as expected. A late night email indicated an unexpected account had been breached thanks to my stolen wallet and I woke up at 3 am to the sound of my husband on the phone trying to sort it out. (I, of course, was convinced someone had died. Why else would you be on the phone at 3 am?). Neither of us slept much. Meg woke up with a headache or perhaps she was just tired. It didn't turn into a migraine (yes, she gets migraines at 5 and has for awhile). We should have been happy it was not a migraine, but mostly we were frustrated she missed school.
With snow and teacher work days, we had been stuck in the house too much already this week. Throw in exhaustion and the fact I can't get my house clean when everybody is in it and a little identity theft anxiety...it was a tough day.
I am with anxiety how some people are with alcohol. I can't handle moderation. Once the anxiety takes hold, it gets bigger and bigger. As I felt the walls closing in around me, I was reminded of the entire basis for this blog. Focus on today. Make today the best it can be. When I do that, anxiety does not get the best of me.
So last night, I cooked my husband's requested meal, because St. Joseph's Day is a day to honor dads--Catholic Father's Day as we call it. We had ice cream cake. Our preference would have been zeppoles made at a Rhode Island bakery, but after going through our Northern Virginia options, my husband chose a Carvel ice cream cake.
But beyond the food and fun of St. Joseph's Day traditions, there is just remembering why we honor St. Joseph. God entrusted the care and protection of Mary and Jesus to this man. They faced a murderous king, travel to a strange land, and the daily struggles of life. St. Joseph trusted God, did what he was told to do and I must believe he didn't let anxiety get the best of him.
Today we'll celebrate the first day of Spring with gardening. I will try to focus on making today my favorite day and just enjoying the beautiful children God has entrusted to me.