I’m posting this because someone I know needs this. She is tired and overwhelmed and stressed and busy and always needed by someone. To so many she is employee, mom, niece, granddaughter, caregiver, cousin, friend, child of God and the list goes on but not in this order. I’m amazed by her and her servants heart. But we have a breaking point. That moment when.... We. Just. Can’t.
But it’s a moment. Because somehow we manage to pull it together. We have our meltdown but we don’t live there. And everything will be alright because that’s all it can be.
Anyway, I hope she reads this and knows how much she’s admired. Life is messy. And that’s ok. That’s why we have people who care about us. They are our safe place. And they love us no matter what.
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We tell each other it will be okay... because we don't know what else to say, and we don't know how to climb into the shit with someone and just hold their hand while they cry or scream or rage it out.
Because even if it's true that it will be okay... it's not okay right now, and sometimes that's all we can see and feel and hear. Sometimes that's all we can register inside our weary bodies.
It's not okay that someone you loved is no longer living and breathing and giving their gifts and presence to this world. It's not okay that everything is falling apart around you, that your world is imploding more and more every moment of every day. It's not okay that the bank accounts are at zero, or possibly into the negative, with no sign of relief. It's not okay that someone was nasty or cruel to you in ways that shattered your heart. It's not okay that you're exhausted to the point you can't make it through a single day without curling into a sobbing ball on your kitchen floor. It's not okay that you're swimming in failure or shame or a grief like you've never known.
Whatever it is for you... it's not okay right now.
And that, my friend, is more than okay.
I'm not going to tell you it's going to be okay.
That everything is going to work out.
I'm not going to tell you it will be fine or to buck up.
That you've got this and you'll see it soon.
Instead I'm going to tell you that I see your pain.
Especially when it feels like "being okay" is completely out of reach, no matter how hard you fight to find your footing and dig your way out of the darkness that's nearly consuming you. I see your pain and I'm holding you in my heart with all the love I have to give. Because it's okay that everything is not okay right now.
I'm going to tell you that you're stronger than you know.
I'm going to tell you that you're not alone.
Even though I know it feels that way, like you're the only person in the history of the world who has experienced this much loss and pain and struggle. Even the most happy and successful people have been through some shit, or are probably walking through their own storms right now.
You're not alone. You do not have to do this alone. If ever there was a thing that lifted me out of the depths of grief, it was being reminding that I wasn't alone. That I didn't have to do this alone. You, my friend, are not alone.
I'm going to tell you that I love you.
Because I do. Because you're here and you're having a bad day. Because you're human and that makes you beautiful and messy and all things lovable.
I love you.
And you've got this.
Sounds like my Shelties!
