When Life Kicks You In the Teeth: Perspective

Interestingly, it has been awhile since I have felt like life is miserable. We all have these moments in our life where things just seem to go catastrophically wrong. Sometimes, these moments come from bad moments and decisions that we make. Other times, they are influenced by outside forces. Usually for me, these moments come when a series of disasters link together to knock me on my behind and cause me to question everything in my world. The past four weeks have provided me with a lot of material to think about and question. I have hit stress levels that I haven't had in over 5 years. All this to say, that in the past four weeks, I have grown.

Being used to being the person that does all the things, all the driving and basically being completely self sufficient, circumstances have forced me to ask for help. I hate asking for help. I am bad at it. On the other hand, if you need something done, I will be the first to say OK, with bells on. Do you know what amazes me? Almost everyone I have asked has agreed to help me. I have discovered that my framily around me has my back and will do what it takes to make sure that me and my family are well taken care of. The offers have come with warmth and caring that are fantastic. I am so humbled and grateful for this experience, that it takes some of the sting away.

I have learned that this community has an amazing support network for parents when you need help with parenting. This year, I have had a willing ear from schools and support networks to ensure that my girls have their needs met. When complications in their program arose, the people around my girls adjusted. Amazing. I didn't expect such a quick response and I never expected that I would get what we needed without a fight. Again, I am grateful.

When things in my family went sideways and had to be dealt with, the support was there to make things happen. From health issues to timing issues to a birthday party to back to school, this has not been the easiest past four weeks. And there is more that I am not mentioning because I am still processing it. Faith comes to the forefront in these times and I am grateful that I can rely on meditations and devotions that calm and sooth my soul. I have warm hugs and tea times. I have people that provide humor, and those that provide sympathy and those that have practical solutions. I am grateful.

I guess the lessons to be taken from this experience is that I am not invincible. Better yet, I don't have to be. Isn't that the best gift anyone could have? And maybe, just maybe, it will be a lesson that will stick.