Just a bump in the road…
Sunday night seems to come at me much faster than it did a few months ago. I’m trying to decide how I feel about that. Do I miss the days of not knowing what day it is or do I like being very aware with each passing hour my weekend is almost over?
I think a bit of both.
Since August I have been working in an actual office again and those twelve people are twelve of my favorite people. Whether they want to be or not. Because in my part of the world we are on high alert so anything outside of essential anything is pretty limited. Seeing them everyday makes me happy.
In my group of friends we all have handled this differently. I was texting a friend and we were talking about how a lot of us are feeling like fireflies in jars right now. For some of us that works, but for a lot of us it really doesn’t.
I have become really close with Netflix and unfortunately Amazon, initially I really thought I was going to do all these DYI products.
I can see them from here. Half started. Maybe my heart is with that Pyrex dish I talked about last week.
Some of my friends have become at home beauty gurus. Some of my friends are writing novels, taking up new hobbies, adopting pets.
But a few have fallen back into old habits they left behind.
Rather than tell you what they are. I am going to tell you what I have told them and honestly try to remind myself of.
Especially right now.
First if you are telling someone-you know. “You know you need help.” That in and of itself is powerful.
Second it may not feel like it but this is a bump. We are human, we make mistakes. Don’t let this be your hurdle,slow you down or think less of yourself.
Third… 2020 is not a normal year is it? There is absolutely no playbook for any of this. So being human, we are all doing the best we can.
Some maybe better than others.
But we are trying. My dear, beautiful friend this is incredibly hard and I know you are scared and worried but you are doing great. This is just a bump in the road.
I know you are tired. I know. But remember two AM feedings and sitting up with that little baby who thought an in depth conversation at four AM was necessary?
You got through that.
I know you feel helpless. But remember when you packed up that moving truck with hardly anything but your baby and some boxes and started over? You did it.
I know you are sad. He has someone new. Your time will come. It will.
Last,most definitely not least, you are a Mom. Mother. Ma. Mama.
That my friend is powerful and important and you just do it.
So… you will get through this too.
You are stronger than you know and tomorrow REALLY is a new day.
Be safe Mommas.