Handle with Care – Page 6

but where is the follow-through?

And where I am? Among the reeds of big ideas and little follow-through. It sometimes reeks like a metaphor for my life.

how sunscreen became the only grad advice I ever needed

You are a part of history.
You have graduated in a historical year of triumph, of uncertainty, of revolution.
You are an integral cog in the wheelhouse of a generation who are narrating what we will read in our history books, and teach the children who come after you.

so, you didn’t “utilize” the pandemic. now what?

You didn’t have to start a website, or sweep under the couch, or plant a new garden, or become a master of cooking to become the new human you are.

waiting in antici…pation

I’ve not been on the phone with doctors so much in my life as I have the last two weeks. From life insurance (I almost had forgotten that non-smokers pay way less than when I was a pack-a-day) nurses calling to schedule health exams, to my family doctor asking about my Thyroid medication, suddenly my…

“Mama always said, dying was a part of life. I sure wish it wasn’t.” – Forrest Gump

As we venture into month three of slowing down, go with kindness. There’s a story behind every door of every home grappling with how to handle this next chapter of uncertainty.

drama llama

But if all you’ve ever known is drama and crisis aversion, how can you possibly be expected to live comfortably when everything is (checks notes) going right? Is that a thing? Is it possible that for thirty seconds – everything is okay?

someone made fun of me on the internet. and I let it bother me.

In that very moment, in the moment he criticized my ability to handle criticism, he had – in essence – killed two birds with one stone. He made me aware of one of my fatal flaws by channeling it to make a point.

fighting a muzzle

So how do we balance? How do we quantify what’s really worth whatever energy we may have left to muster up? Which of your convictions are actually preferences, and what of your opinions are more like self-serving desires? How do we know when to pipe up, and when to “let it go”, and are there any brown paper bags anywhere to breathe into when we’re so fired up, we’re going to implode? At least it’s my mouth doing the smashing. I’m not a person who feels the need to throw a plate.

break the cycle

Our jobs as parents is to see our children through their very youngest traumas, to being the rock that they can fall on as they continue to stay the course of their own lives. Our past hurt and pain should serve as guiding stars. As emotional navigators that we can use as the compass to help steer these littles through adulthood back to right.

you can plan a pretty picnic, but you can’t control the weather

Perspective is key. And lemme tell ya, I’m prone to meltdowns, breakdowns. Sadness. Frustration. Sunday morning, I spent a solid twenty minutes sobbing in the bathroom. And then I washed my face, had a good, long chat with Jan who brought me from a 10 back to a 5, and went back to my day.