Sometimes in life we get thrown a curve ball:
- A job loss
- Getting sick
- Losing someone we love
- An injured child
- Stresses in our relationships
just to name a few.
It becomes our job to deal with this little, or gigantic, changes in the plan. It becomes our job to help everyone through them.
As mothers, wives, supporters we stand ready to be a shoulder to cry on, an ear to listen, and caregiver to whomever needs it.
And there is nothing wrong with this.
The issue, however, begins when we give and support and nurture and prop up until we are so depleted that we can’t function anymore ourselves.
I have been worrying about so much stuff lately and helping the kids through loss that yesterday I completely collapsed on the couch like a slug when they went back to school.
I woke up this morning as tired as I was last night, trying to figure it out.
Then it hit me – I got hit by the curve ball, square in the face, even though I saw it coming. I didn’t duck – I took it.
I took it to protect them.
Now I have to deal with it all myself – I have to process my loss. Process my grief. Process all of it so that I don’t get sick, depressed, or worse.
This is the part we have to remember – healing ourselves.
If we don’t we won’t be able to take the next curve ball or protect them from the next thing that comes our way. We won’t be able to be the shelter, the shoulder, the listener, or the comforter.
So today I am taking care of me. And I will be for the next few days… while supporting the kids at a bowling tournament that is.
I will do my best to work through my own grief, rest, and recharge. Hopefully a lot of laughter with friends will help.
So with that, I am unplugging for a few days – no social media, no blogging.
(I will check email in case of issues with the class though…)
I am not bailing out – just resetting.
See you next week.