Zen and the Art of Motherhood

Once again, I find myself unable to write like I used to.  No witty remarks are forthcoming, no funny glimpses into daily life.

My heart has grown increasingly heavy.  Lately, we've been dealt some rather large blows, but amazingly we continue to muddle through.  I don't have the energy to go through all the details, but suffice it to say that life has provided us with an overabundance of lemons.  In turn, I'm up to my eye balls in lemonade.

Instead of partaking in my favorite pastime of writing, I've been concentrating on my family, my home and my sanity -- what little there is left of it anyway.  Some things never change I guess.

The good news is, what is important in life remains in tact.  The kids are alright.  My husband and I remain a tired, yet united front.  And we have been graciously blessed by the kindness of so many around us.

I also find myself saddened by the struggles of some of my dearest friends.  It seems I'm not the only one overflowing in citrus.  I've been hit over the head hard with the fact that life sometimes sucks -- for so many people out there --  and how I'm not alone.  Its time to stop wallowing and to reach out to somebody else for a change.

Just this morning I was reading a post on Califmom's blog.  If you aren't familiar with her, follow her.  IMMEDIATELY.

She is writing about her wonderful husband, who happens to be dying of cancer.  Her words are poignant and full of strength.  Her story is a sad one, but demonstrate the undying power of love so beautifully.

Her experience reminds me how resilient we humans are.  How we can overcome so many horrible and terrifying events.  And it puts into context my own  rather trivial issues. 

So, if anyone happens to still be following this blog, sorry in advance if you find my new found seriousness a downer.  Its just where I'm at and if nothing else, I'm honest.

Do me a big favor, will you?  This morning, give your loved ones a big hug.  Hold onto them close, because you never know what tomorrow brings.  And never ever underestimate your own power and strength.
 
Lost in Melancholy,