Every Friday we unite for five minutes to write on one word. 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 prepare.
It's what I do best.
for all things.
I plan, I organize, I try and predict the future so that I can be ready.
Never wanting a curve ball.
But, it's life.
And of course they come my way.
All the balls we have up in the air, one is going to fall down.
At any given time.
And there is only so much that anyone can do.
Only so much any one person can do.
But, I am not good at the unpredictable.
And, isn't that what kids are always throwing at you, unpredictable behavior, words, situations?
And, I try to take them all in stride.
But this week, I am tired, exhausted really.
I am tired of it all, and I just want to hide under my covers.
Because no matter how much you prepare, the curve balls will come.
They will be thrown into your face.
Life will come crashing down around you.
And, it's okay to hibernate...just for a little while?
And so, with all the crazy, I will prepare in a different way.
I will make a commitment and prepare for kindness.
I will make a commitment and prepare for patience.
I will prepare for the calm that the season insists on but we keep blocking it with noise.
I will find a way to stop the noise.
I will prepare for love.