In the past few days I have been numb- just going through the motions.
I have found (since being a parent) that there are times in my life where I literally have had to just keep going, that whole "one foot in front of the other thing," because the kids needed me to. I think it might have helped build some inner strength, or a resilience I didn't quite have before?
I also find it funny this aging thing. A whole lotta wisdom for sure, a whole lotta not caring anymore, and then over the years a gradual tolerance for pain, and hurt.
As I have rolled into my sixties I sure have learned a lot about myself, and what are deal breakers for me in the world. I always have, but this week especially I am worried about my kids, their future kids, and essentially every single human being. Worried about the world.
I'm trying to find beauty wherever I can.
Also having rolled into my sixties, I feel you. Some days putting that one foot in front of the other is toiling physically and emotionally. You have the right idea, find the beauty where you can. As long as we can keep doing that I believe we're winning.
ReplyDeleteYes, my dear Morna. It hurts like hell. Some days I’m so glad I’m old (81 now). There is definitely reason to be scared, reason to question ‘What happened to decency, morality, kindness?” I cannot wrap my head around the fact that 18 million people voted in favour of evil.
ReplyDeleteRemember the phone call you made to me during tRump’s last reign? He’s going to deport this wonderful family back to Syria, where they will be killed. Can you get them into Canada, Miriam? And, miraculously I was able to do that - in just five days. We later learned that the family had been denied asylum in the USA because they had two teenage sons: future terrorists, he had called them! The family are now all Canadian citizens: and those two ‘future terrorists’ - one is in medical school now, and the other is studying to become an engineer.
On election night, riveted to CNN, I had a fantasy. You phoned me, Morna, and you said, “Miriam, tRump is going to deport 20 million undocumented people, can you please get them into Canada?” Oh, Morna! If only I could. mg💕
This post resonates with me today. Although I haven’t rolled into my 60s yet, I’m almost there! I’m currently doing PT for a crabby back, because I don’t want to have the same kind of mobility problems that my dad experienced. I, too, am afraid for what is coming in the months and years ahead. And, I have a grown “kid” who is really struggling right now. So… thank you for sharing. It’s nice to know I am not alone with my struggles right now.
ReplyDeleteMorna, this is such a challenging time, and I also am deeply worried about the future for those I love. I keep waking at night with my brain spinning. My way forward also involves seeking and appreciating beauty wherever I can find it.
ReplyDeleteYes, you are not alone....I am still unable to write and share my thoughts which like yours are worries and concerns and outright fears about the future. I am trying HARD to find small spots of joy amidst the great gray of our lives this week
ReplyDeleteReading through yesterday's slices, it seems many of us are in a similar spot. Thank goodness we all have each other to lean on.
ReplyDeleteThat said, yes... one foot in front of the other is the only way to go. We cannot be sedentary.