A very wise woman recently asked me a question that really got me thinking…..
“What fills your well?”
I had no idea what she meant. What fills my well? What well?
She went on to explain….
“Everyone has a well,” she said. “With each person or situation that we encounter in our lives, water is taken from the well. Everyday things, like careers, parenthood, marriage, schedules, sickness….all of these things take from the well. If we don’t fill up our wells, then all we have left is a couple inches of murky, cloudy water. In order to be fulfilled in life, we all have to add to the well.”
That made sense.
“So,” she continued. “What fills your well?”
I’ve been thinking about this question for some time now. It shouldn’t be a difficult question, really. I feel like I should easily have been able to come up with a list. But, I couldn’t. I think part of the reason for this is that it’s easy to get all wrapped up in the parts of life that take the water out, and we forget to fill it up again. But, there’s more to it. When I first thought about this, all I could think about was how selfish it seems to focus on filling my own well. I’m a wife and a mother of three. It’s not all about me. Then I realized something.
We all need to be okay with making it a little bit about us. It simply has to be okay. If we don’t fill the well up a little bit every now and again, we are left with that murky, cloudy water….and what good is that?
So, today I’ve decided to start filling the well. I doubt that anyone will follow this blog. (Well, maybe my husband will.) But I love the idea of keeping track of the things that really do add joy to my life. These include very important people, such as my children, my husband, my friends and my family; and they include the silly little things that enrich my life: knitting, antiquing, baking, cooking, musical theater, reading….all of these things are the things that give me my “happy” in life. Blogging about them will help me to pay attention to how much the good far outweighs the bad in my life. Sadly, we all need an occasional reminder of this.
I am grateful to the woman who asked me to figure out what fills my well.