I think being positive, and maybe a little silly (see photo numero uno) is a good coping method of mine, and maybe a good coping method of most people. We joke, we make small remarks to deflect when we feel like the bottom beneath us is not quite as sturdy as it once was.
I don't like a lot of doom and gloom on the blog, not because I'm trying to be fake or pretend that I have it all together, because I certainly don't have it all together, or even any of it all together.
But I'm going to be honest. It has not been all roses and sunshine lately, even though Seattle has finally decided to have spring weather. There has been some disappointing things. To be brief: the future the husband and I so carefully planned out -- or rather the timeline that I so carefully plotted -- is less certain. The shop has been so much work lately to the point where I know I love it, but I wonder if I can keep these late nights up. My poor, little crazy dog had to go and tear his ACL. Yes, dogs do that and it's painful and horrible and I won't go into details except that having it happen while we're dogsitting two other dogs has just made for a weekend that wasn't exactly what I had planned.
And I'm not saying this to expect a pity party -- I've already hosted that event -- except to share what I've been thinking in light of all of this.
When some things happened last week, this weekend, my first reaction was "This is SO unfair!" and to get angry. But when has life been fair? And where we ever promised that life would be fair? If there's anything I know, life is hard and God even told us life would be hard.
But I also know that when life is hard, we learn things. We learn how to depend on God, how to depend on others and we learn about compassion and empathy, and ultimately what it means to grow as people.
So here's to being honest about life and it's challenges. I know right now is just a blip in the road, but I know it won't be the only one I ever encounter.