It’s So Easy

Things that are hard:

Remembering to find joy when you’re feeling afraid.
Trusting, trusting when the world doesn’t feel so trustworthy.
Watching your kids struggle and having to stand back and let it happen.
Not rescuing when it would be so easy to rescue.
Ignoring the feeling in my stomach that something isn’t right.
Remembering to work my program when I so want to do something else.

Things that are easy:

Loving.

Today, not much else.




Comments

  1. Debra She Who SeeksJune 4, 2018 at 3:08 PM

    Hang in there, Linda!

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  2. Marie SmithJune 4, 2018 at 3:13 PM

    I hope the day gets better as it goes along. Take care!

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  3. mxtodis123June 4, 2018 at 5:03 PM

    No matter how it happens, it's hard when marriages break up. I've been through it. It's hard on the kids. And it's hard to watch them talk about a wonderful dad he was when he was a rotten husband. Healing takes time. Give yourself that time. I'm glad you have a support group to help you through these hard times.

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  4. MarthaJune 4, 2018 at 7:21 PM

    Sending you hugs xo Some days are better than others.

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  5. Margaret (Peggy or Peg too)June 5, 2018 at 5:52 AM

    well that is a tough list. I don't understand the ignoring the feeling in your stomach when something isn't right. I say listen to that little voice, but what the hell do I know?
    Wanna go for a walk with me and later have a glass of wine? :-)

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  6. DUTAJune 5, 2018 at 11:41 AM

    Learn to trust God ; it helps a lot.
    Also listen to your body and mind; don't go against them!

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  7. JeanieJune 6, 2018 at 3:18 PM

    A really hard list. I guess one day at a time is the only way you can do it. That and love.

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  9. My life so farJune 8, 2018 at 5:01 AM

    Watching kids struggle is painful. I have rescued my son far too many times and now I've stopped. It's hard.

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