Sunday, February 12, 2012

Let there be peace... or at least less mess

This week could have sucked.  In fact, parts of it did.  But more of it didn't.  I could have canceled the two dinner parties and stayed in bed on Sunday morning instead of going to church.  But more than wallowing in self pity (however justified) I instead surrounded myself with love.  I laughed.  I ate good food.  Friends let me bend their ear.  I didn't pretend like everything was "fine, fine, fine..." and yeah, I cried a lot, but I also didn't let the world end...

because it didn't end...

It is with a grateful heart that I begin this next week.  Yeah, I'm raw, and really irritated that I have no say in how some of this nonsense goes down... 

... but what I can do... and more importantly, what I will do is put one foot in front of the other towards the life I endeavor to have with my husband - a life over-flowing with love...

... and filled with peace.


2 comments:

Susan said...

I do not know the struggles you are facing, but I just said a prayer for you for strength and that you can continue to see your way toward peace.

Cottage Darling said...

Thank you Susan. My mother has recently been diagnosed with Alzheimer's. Her husband’s response to the diagnosis was to ask her to move out. She quickly forgot that he asked her to move out and he apparently needed someone to wash the dishes and do the laundry... so, for the moment, she’s still married to him and living there. I wish she were seven so I could just pick her up and take charge and do this all my way... but she’s not seven. She’s a grown up who makes her own choices and decisions. I may not like them, I may have no control, but I love her enough to respect her choices. It’s a really bitter pill to swallow. Recently, I’ve held her as she’s cried and told me it would be easier if she just died. My mother is someone I love and adore. This is not who my mother was. My mother loved life... I read your story on your blog and my heart went out to you for your loss... and I said a prayer of thanks that you get to enjoy your mother... life is just so precious... and I know you feel the same way. Thanks for the prayers.