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Control is an Illusion
The Archangels’ Commentary and Advice
I used to be a control freak. Seriously. I was a single mom for about eight years, and those of you who can relate know how hard it is when you have to cover all the bases by yourself. I was on a very controlled schedule. Get up early on the week days, heat up some chocolate milk for the kids, help them get ready, pack lunches. Pick up the kids at daycare or school, go home, cook dinner while they did any homework they had, sit down at the table together and talk about our days. Clean dishes and kitchen, bath time, story time, prayers, and collapse into bed, hoping my daughter would sleep the night through. She rarely did.
Weekends were for cleaning the house, making menus for the week, a grocery list all on Saturday, and Sunday was early grocery shopping, running any errands and starting preparing to start the week all over again. When you’re a single mom, you (or at least I) have to really schedule your time and stay on task if you’re going to accomplish everything that needs to be done. It was challenging, to say the least.
Silly me, I thought I was in control. We ran like a well-oiled machine until someone got sick, the car broke down, one of the kids was grouchy, I was grouchy, the pipe broke under the sink, or a million other things that just happen, whether you’re organized…
