This year has been weird. As I sit here looking back, I realize it’s been just crazy.
Broken tailbone, concussion, business name change, several bouts of daughter’s asthma and a new puppy to ice the cake.
It could have been much worse. We still have jobs, food, heat, and health insurance. It get’s difficult to complain much when looking at life that way – truly.
And even though our puppy keeps waking up between 5 and 5:30 a.m. – like every day – she is just so flipping adorable…it’s hard to be mad at her for very long. We are tired though.
Today I am beginning to get ready for a house full of relatives this weekend. There will be cooking and cleaning and laundry.
I’ve already voted, so I keep hoping the political calls will figure that out and stop coming. No luck so far – shocker.
So this is life, and I am tired but it is so good. Sometimes I forget.
It’s easy to get lost in our current media landscape. The powers that be work so hard to keep us enthralled while pitting neighbor against neighbor in this vast team sport we call politics.
My son brings me back. His made-up songs about nothing and everything are inspiring. At the moment he’s composing an aria around Borkey Pine (Our puppy’s hedgehog toy) and Happy the Pumpkin. It is tremendous.
Part of me wants to run around crazy and get all kinds of things done today prepping for the weekend. Part of me want to curl up in a ball and go to sleep.
Sometimes I feel like I’m only worthwhile when I accomplish everything under the sun, and then therefore feel worthless when I spend my day resting.
It’s an old nasty issue of mine, and I am still working on healing there. I am challenged by remembering to be okay when it comes up instead of feeling bad that I haven’t completely healed it yet. Peace is a process after all.
I am looking for compassion today for myself. It can be hard to find, but it is essential to taking care of yourself. I know the struggle is lifelong, but sometimes I do wish it was easier…and that’s okay too.