A favorite quote:
"I have been through some terrible things in my life-
some of which actually happened. "
Mark Twain
A visitor to this blog commented that I sound like I'm always whinning or worried about something and that she wouldn't be returning because she didn't want to read anything that was so depressing. I chewed on that for awhile and nearly deleted most, it not, all of the entries and then it occurred to me that perhaps I should clarify why I write here.
First off, no one needs to read this blog and secondly if I don't write about some of the challenges in my life then I carry them with me from one day to the next. And while it may seem that all I report about are the crises from a "poor-me-state-of-mind" I've never felt that my life is anything other than what it is. A life that only I can live and no matter how rocky it is at times I don't pine for something other than what it is. Acceptance, comes to mind. Acceptance in that this is what my life is during this visit here on Earth.
I have deep Spiritual Beliefs that are personal to the degree that I rarely ever talk about them. I don't feel that what I believe to be true is anyone's business but my own. Yes, I am overwhelmed at times by the challenges, especially when they seem to continue to repeat themselves like a broken record. (What would we do without cliches?!) And yes, life often comes to a standstill when yet another challenge grabs a hold of those around me. Lessons aren't all easily learned.
It's said that God is in the details and I believe that to be true even when the details are a jumbled mess of one challenge after another. I read something recently that has a great affect on me: Samantha Runnion was taken from her grandmother's home in 2002 and while her mother, Erin, was out looking for her she heard a voice shouting, "This isn't about you--nothing's happening to you--Samantha's the one who is in pain and afraid--get up and find her." Tragically, Samantha's body was found and the grieving started. Or, was it tragic? Erin has started Samantha's PRIDE, so perhaps that was Samantha's purpose for such a short life.
I have been grieving about Stacy for nearly 38 years and the process has been a long and often pain filled one, but when I remember that what she is going through is about her and not about me then I'm able to better handle the daily challenges. I have always felt a deep spiritual connection between Stacy and myself, but that is private and something I'm not ready to write about on a blog.
So, at this
Point in my life this is where I am at; things are
Rocky but there is also joy and days full of art and creative people that the internet has brought into my life. And I truly believe that heal with each other's stories.