I have a sign above my kitchen sink that says,
Life is a rush into the unknown…You can duck down and hope nothing hits you…or…stand up as tall as you can, show your teeth, and say “Dish it up, baby, and don’t be stingy with the jalapenos!”
I like it.
The last few weeks have been a literal hell for all of us here at the house of the Shannon Clan. Every time I sat down in a moment of lucidity to write, I felt like screaming every word that came to mind. Murphy gave us a big dose of problems in every single element of our life. I decided to close my writing drafts and removed myself from the writing process in order to take a deep breath. I could hash it all out here, but I won’t. It’s just too depressing to read.
(If you insist on getting a glimpse of what I am talking about, feel free to join me on Facebook where I share a small fraction of what I was dealing with. Someone asked if I had the worst luck of anyone, which seemed true at the moment, as I kept sharing things one after another with no relief in sight.)
Ironically, I was trying to uplift someone who was also going through difficult times while juggling my own. I shared some words of wisdom in an analogy I created in order to share how I cope with living life with TBI (traumatic brain injury) and PTSD (post traumatic stress disorder). I said,
“We have good days and bad days, as you are so familiar with. It’s like waves of an ocean, yet not as synchronized or predictable. All I know is that it will crest and peak, dip to lower depths, then crest and peak once again. On the worst days, I try to remember the waves will crest if I just keep my eyes on the horizon. I just have to focus on my buoyancy.”
Then I had to take my own advice. It’s funny how that all plays out, isn’t it?
As I write this, I have too much on my plate, too much on my mind and way too many things on my shoulders. At the same time, I also have hope and faith to pull me through. I remember that I have been through much worse in my life and made it through, each time coming out stronger than when I went in.
I grew. I became more thankful for my blessings. I survived and lived to tell about it. Literally.
So today I share these words of wisdom with you, hoping they land their mark on dealing with your own struggles in life. Like waves of an ocean, it will crest and peak once again. You may be in a depth of a wave that has dipped lower than you have ever dealt with in your life, but you will rise once again if you just focus on staying afloat. Breathe in deeply and fill your lungs. Scream and exhale once you get back on shore.
I have faith it will get better, and so should you. Tonight we’re having enchiladas with jalapenos. For good measure.
PS. How was your week?
(Edit to add – After I posted this, I found out how to download an archive of all my Facebook data and messages. In doing so, I found these tidbits. Note the mention of jalapenos on this day in 2010!)
On this day in 2009:
On this day in 2010: