Every Friday we unite for five minutes. Only five minutes, that's all we get, that's all we have. And then, right where we are, no edits or second-thoughts, we publish those words. This week, we write on hide.
The introverted mother wants to hide.
She wants the world to leave her be, if even for a minute.
She wants her kids to play a little quieter.
She is drawn to the extrovert, to the life of the party, because she is not.
So many times in my life, I get to a place where it is time to pull the covers over my head.
I can't imagine getting out of bed and being a person and interacting with the world.
I am at that place currently.
I just want it to go away, and I want to hide.
And then I remember what I would be hiding myself from,
their smiles, their childhood.
His jokes, his embrace, his hugs.
Our home, the life we have built together.
I would be hiding from all of us.
It's not always perfect.
It's not always wonderful,
and sometimes life brings me way down.
But, it is up to me to realize it is all going to be okay.
It is up to me to get back up when I am knocked down and it is up to me to tackle challenges.
If not, what message would I be sending them?
Wouldn't I be telling them when times get rough, you hide?
And that's not my message, that's not really my style.
I am too much of a fighter to hide
and that's the message they will walk away with.