Holy Chaos Batman!!!
Do you ever feel like every time you turn around you're getting your arse handed to you? Or you're getting kicked in the gut? Or you just start to make an inch of progress and the world decides it's going to try to push you back three feet instead? So what do you do?
Me? I'm an idiot that refuses to give in. So I don't let the world push me back three feet. I dig in and hold fast. The problem with that is I wind up looking, and more importantly, feeling like John Wick at the end of Parabellum. Kicked, stabbed, shot, branded, dehydrated, finger chopped off, dropped off a building and dragged into the underbelly of the world. Let me tell you, it's not as good a look on me as Keanu Reeves. He looks great. A little banged up, but great. I look terrible. Like really terrible. As in three week old smushed trash panda that vomited the world's garbage up before dying roadkill terrible. Yup. That terrible.
However, this year I have a goal. It's a goal to learn to take care of me so I can take care of those around me far better than I have been able to. For example, if I'm an empty pitcher with nothing in me, I can't very well fill someone else's cup now can I? With this in mind, I have begun a process that I'm sure will be a very long one. I've started to take care of me. This includes: long hot baths with a book, going to my favorite little bakery on my own, reading a book, drinking a full cup of coffee, reading a book, buying a book from either Barnes and Noble, Amazon, or my new favorite little book store, taking a nap, reading a book, reading another book, catching up on the tv shows I've missed, reading a book...you get the idea.
By doing this I can sort of handle the chaos life seems completely intent on slinging my way everyday. Seriously, for once I'd love to wake up to birds singing and the world right. Not gonna happen, but a girl can dream right? (Side note, my birthday this year was pretty freaking fantastic!!! I'll take the win!) I mean let's be totally honest here. Life is never going to be perfect. It's not butterflies and unicorns pooping rainbows. It's not angels singing in perfect harmony as we waltz through the day with perfectly behaved children (or husbands for that matter). It's not a happy perfect little world where everyone breaks into synchronized song and dance (although some days that'd be epic). That's just not life.
Life is waking up to screaming children, and spilling your coffee in your lap when you're almost to church. It's watching the ones you love in agony. It's messy, and painful, and ugly. It's getting kicked in the gut and kicked again when you're down. It's feeling like a complete failure pretty much all the time. It's crying your eyes out in the shower for five minutes once a week because that's the only time you have to let go. It's holding your crap together even when all you want to do is fall apart at the seams.
It's all this and so much more.
It's the moments your kiddos crawl in bed and say "I love you mommy." It's the times your husband takes the kiddos and says "Go take some time for you." It's the times your parents call up and say "hey, just wanted to say we love you." It's the times you feel completely lost and your sister texts "You got this." It's your cousin coming up to spend your birthdays together. It's that time you manage to drink a whole cup of coffee before having to ref the wrestling match your kids have impromptu-ed. Heck, it's hiding in the bathroom with a bar of chocolate for 5 minutes without hearing fighting from the kiddos.
Sometimes we have to look for the little things in life to make it though the big things. That silver lining in the storm clouds (or occasional hurricane). It may not seem like it, but if you look hard enough, there's a tiny flash of light. A glimmer of a rainbow. A sliver lining.
So whether you look like Natalie Portman on her Oscar red carpet walk or John Wick at the end of Chapter Three, find your silver lining. Then pick up that mascara, strap on those heels, let down that gorgeous hair and don't forget the crimson lipstick. Show the world that even when you don't got it, you can still Flaunt It! Go get 'em Tiger!
Me? I'm an idiot that refuses to give in. So I don't let the world push me back three feet. I dig in and hold fast. The problem with that is I wind up looking, and more importantly, feeling like John Wick at the end of Parabellum. Kicked, stabbed, shot, branded, dehydrated, finger chopped off, dropped off a building and dragged into the underbelly of the world. Let me tell you, it's not as good a look on me as Keanu Reeves. He looks great. A little banged up, but great. I look terrible. Like really terrible. As in three week old smushed trash panda that vomited the world's garbage up before dying roadkill terrible. Yup. That terrible.
However, this year I have a goal. It's a goal to learn to take care of me so I can take care of those around me far better than I have been able to. For example, if I'm an empty pitcher with nothing in me, I can't very well fill someone else's cup now can I? With this in mind, I have begun a process that I'm sure will be a very long one. I've started to take care of me. This includes: long hot baths with a book, going to my favorite little bakery on my own, reading a book, drinking a full cup of coffee, reading a book, buying a book from either Barnes and Noble, Amazon, or my new favorite little book store, taking a nap, reading a book, reading another book, catching up on the tv shows I've missed, reading a book...you get the idea.
By doing this I can sort of handle the chaos life seems completely intent on slinging my way everyday. Seriously, for once I'd love to wake up to birds singing and the world right. Not gonna happen, but a girl can dream right? (Side note, my birthday this year was pretty freaking fantastic!!! I'll take the win!) I mean let's be totally honest here. Life is never going to be perfect. It's not butterflies and unicorns pooping rainbows. It's not angels singing in perfect harmony as we waltz through the day with perfectly behaved children (or husbands for that matter). It's not a happy perfect little world where everyone breaks into synchronized song and dance (although some days that'd be epic). That's just not life.
Life is waking up to screaming children, and spilling your coffee in your lap when you're almost to church. It's watching the ones you love in agony. It's messy, and painful, and ugly. It's getting kicked in the gut and kicked again when you're down. It's feeling like a complete failure pretty much all the time. It's crying your eyes out in the shower for five minutes once a week because that's the only time you have to let go. It's holding your crap together even when all you want to do is fall apart at the seams.
It's all this and so much more.
It's the moments your kiddos crawl in bed and say "I love you mommy." It's the times your husband takes the kiddos and says "Go take some time for you." It's the times your parents call up and say "hey, just wanted to say we love you." It's the times you feel completely lost and your sister texts "You got this." It's your cousin coming up to spend your birthdays together. It's that time you manage to drink a whole cup of coffee before having to ref the wrestling match your kids have impromptu-ed. Heck, it's hiding in the bathroom with a bar of chocolate for 5 minutes without hearing fighting from the kiddos.
Sometimes we have to look for the little things in life to make it though the big things. That silver lining in the storm clouds (or occasional hurricane). It may not seem like it, but if you look hard enough, there's a tiny flash of light. A glimmer of a rainbow. A sliver lining.
So whether you look like Natalie Portman on her Oscar red carpet walk or John Wick at the end of Chapter Three, find your silver lining. Then pick up that mascara, strap on those heels, let down that gorgeous hair and don't forget the crimson lipstick. Show the world that even when you don't got it, you can still Flaunt It! Go get 'em Tiger!
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