It takes me a while to trust good news- like I can hear it but my heart doesn’t register it. I go along with the motions of elation hoping I will truly feel the joy. I’m just not that good at being in the happy yet but I’m practicing all the time. There is always good news to discover it’s just that sometimes you have to seek it out.
Life’s ups and downs are so obvious to me lately. I live in the sharp rise and fall of my life. In just this last week I’ve received the good news from the doctor; a very old man driving a boat of a car unknowingly hit my car while I pumped gas and then drove off leaving me fuming and my car dented; I volunteered at The Nutcracker a just days after the Newtown tragedy surrounded by little kids dressed up in sparkly dresses and ties with excitement beaming off their sweet faces; and we were told that the still-wet basement that is going to take longer and cost more to fix than first anticipated. . .
I’ve been deep inside myself lately, trying to sort out my year. It’s been a wild ride – so many highs and lows. I’m hoping I’m on the part of the ride that levels out after all the fast-paced racing around tight corners and the giant falls from great heights. The wind still whips my hair as the ride makes it slow finish to the end. There’s a smile on my face, my heart is racing, and I’m wanting to ride again.
So I’m quieter than usual, especially in this space. When I find the words, I’ll visit.
I hope your holidays are merry and bright. Hug everyone a little longer and smile as much as you can.