Reflections From the Kitchen Sink: A Reminder to Sit Down -

Sometimes you need to just sit.

Sit and process stuff.

Some stuff is good. Some stuff is the opposite.

Life doesn’t deal a good ratio of the good to not good quite often, and the scales can shift quickly.

What might look like little stuff to some can be really big stuff to others. It’s no one’s job or right to tell you how much your burdens weigh.

This was an extra heavy week here. Of course, we celebrated some good things, but there were some things that felt as heavy as jeans when you fall waist deep into a creek…two or three times because the rocks are slimy and make it hard to get up. (I may or may not know that firsthand.)

We can push as hard as we can and try to stay busy avoiding processing the issues at hand, but eventually, we have to work through the deets and come up with a plan.

I do that a lot in this spot.

Some people get their knickers twisted if you speak reality. You know the rule: keep scrolling if you’re one of those people.

Here’s the real life dill, Pickle…

It’s been six years, one month, and 16 days since I had someone with whom to play parenting and life tennis. I have a couple good friends who keep close, but when it comes down to the come down and I lock the door at night, it’s all on me.

That pressure can be mind-boggling.

I don’t really have a purpose in the rambling today. Maybe just a reminder to slow down, absorb all the stuff-stuff, and work through it in a quiet spot. You can’t run away from the realities, but they don’t have to control you either.

…okay, so maybe that was my point…my reminder to myself this morning.

Do not grow weary…keep working…the harvest will come. (That’s the Melinda International Version of Galatians 6:9 ? )

I should probably get a fresh cup of coffee now. This one is gross cold.