I'm having a hard time. Why is it so hard to type that, to admit it?
I started a different post this way, and began writing all the details of why things seem hard right now. Then I thought better of it.
Because it doesn't really matter.
I think it is good to acknowledge that things aren't always sunny and easy and fun. But I've been a bit too wallowy lately, and dwelling on it doesn't make it any better.
Recognizing the good is good, but it doesn't necessarily make the hard stuff go away either. For me it's all about getting through. Enduring. Recognizing that this is just one phase of life, and that phases don't last forever.
But if I don't show up at a function, or cancel plans, or go to Costco with no makeup and three day old hair... Well now you know why.
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