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 just.
Just trying to hold on and make sense of it all. Just trying to remember the me that I am in the chaos that has been here. Just trying to breathe and let it come, let it go, let it build, let it be.
Just trying to redefine this year, just trying to undo the universe having heard me call it "terrible" before it started. Because what I actually meant was that it would be challenging, but I will rise to the challenge. It will be overwhelming, but I will find a way to calm my nerves. It will be a lot for me, but I will search for what I can and should delegate. It will be ever changing, but I am embracing my year of change. It will at times be painful, but I will look at the lessons and I will look to the love I give out and let in.
Just trying to connect, remembering that loneliness is the killer of my joy. Just trying to build the best me, be the best me, shed what makes me dark, embrace the light. Just trying to move towards light and love and loss and living.
Just trying to remember that I have you. Just holding on to the love that we have created in this house turned home. Just trying to connect with their little faces, just trying to be right here with them. Just trying to remember these days of small and crushing little. Just trying to embrace all the big kid things for a mom that cherishes the baby phase. Just trying and that's the best we can all do, is try.
So true - some days all we can just do is try our best. Blessings!
Man, I'd love to know your story. Sit down with a cuppa and "just" talk. I'm praying for you to connect, to remember, to embrace, to try. Neighbors at Kate's, with Joanne in-between us.
So many people on here that I wish I could walk through my screen and connect with, face to face, voice to voice. Warm coffee and all of the stories. We are fortunate to have this community and fortunate to have met each other, but it always makes me long for more of each of you.
WE ARE HERE FOR EACH OTHER. Email me anytime.
I think loneliness can kill joy. I know I can wallow in being alone because I enjoy it, but it takes me over the top sometimes and then I'm depressed. Rearing children takes a lot of energy, and we never have enough without the grace of God each day. Thanks for sharing your thoughts. Coming here from FMF.