I was reading an article about how, as we climb out of this pandemic, we are realizing just how out of practice we are on things that used to be a regular part of our lives. The woman writing the article was talking about having to learn how to walk around in high heels again. I could totally relate. Wearing heels to the graduation celebrations last weekend felt very precarious, almost like walking on a tight rope. It’s funny to think that I used to not be able to walk in flats, without looking like a duck. It’s time to dust off the wedges.
Lately I’ve been contemplating a lot about how a deep level of heavy, heady seriousness has taken over our collective lives, since the pandemic started. Everything that we do feels more hushed, more judged, more precise, more responsible and thought out. I miss spontaneity. I miss lightness. I miss spontaneous, light fun! It occurred to me that I am going to have to reteach myself how to do this. I am going to have to teach myself again, that it is okay and wonderful, to just have fun and lots of it. It’s okay to swim back up to the surface and to be buoyant. It’s okay to float. The storm is subsiding. It’s good to look around to see all of the survivors. We all have to remember to smile again, and maybe even to playfully splash each other, as we all drift safely to the shore. I think we have to remind ourselves that life is mostly meant to be savored and enjoyed.
Are you passing on love or are you passing on pain? Heal your pain and pass on love.
Who graduated ?
The youngest kid. ?
Hi Jan! Great to hear from you! My middle son graduated from college. He is headed to medical school in the fall.
I agree that it is time to relearn fun, but please be careful doing it!
I accepted an invitation to go RV camping with my besties this weekend. At 6:30 this morning I got up to use the facilities, fully intending to hop back in bed afterward. The dog saw me and immediately jumped over her mom to stand at attention at the door. We all know what that signal means. I thought that I would be a nice person and take her outside. I tripped in the doorway, fell ungracefully out of the RV, and gashed my left hand on the screen door. I am proud to say that I did complete the potty walk, so the dog loves me. However, I missed all the wine tasting today because I was busy getting 6 stitches and a custom-molded splint in the ER! Weirdly, it didn’t hurt and still doesn’t, but I don’t recommend jumping directly onto the fun bandwagon when you’ve been out of practice for a while. Just ease into it, and you’ll be fine. I’m going to take my own advice from this point forward!
Wow !!
So sorry to hear about the accident.
Hope you heal well and quick.
An early morning peg right out of bed is the recommended preventative measure for such falls.
Happy Mother’s Day. 🙂
Oh no, Kelly!! I am so sorry!! I hope that you can have a make-up wine tasting today, which might help numb the pain!
Happy Mother’s Day!!
Thanks, Kelly & Jan!
It’s the next day and I still feel great. This is mind boggling. According to popular opinion, I should be in pain, but I’m not. Instead, I am focusing on the lessons I am meant to learn from this incident. My first thought is that the universe wants me to slow down a little bit, so it’s pumping the breaks for me. I’m going to stay aware of what else it wants to tell me. Stay tuned – more will be revealed!
I was thinking about that, too, Kelly. I was hoping there wasn’t any “self sabotage” going on. You must allow yourself these wonderful, rejuvenating times, but it sounds like you are good and clear on that front. 🙂