The title may be a little misleading...Mother's Day weekend was not a fiasco. I had a fabulous girls day out at the Canon Falls Winery. KC (designated driver for the way back), Deb (KC's mom), Steph and I had a blast. Well, at least I did, hope they did too!
Mother's Day was beautiful weather-wise and we woke up to find that our very pregnant Kuno had finally had her litter of kittens (still trying to determine if there are 8 or 9, but know for sure there are 5 orange/orange & whites & 3 dark - either black or tortise). We had a great visit with my mother-in-law and Darryl. I have been very blessed in that area. I heard from all of my beautiful children and my husband cooked a fabulous dinner.
Yesterday, I spent the day breaking my own heart. Funny, when I was younger, I would have said that only a romantic interest could break your heart. Since then I have had my heart broken by too many other people and things. Sometimes the heartbreaks were not meant that way...they just happened. The death of my father-in-law, tough decisions that I made as a parent, tough decisions that I made as a daughter, other tough decisions I have had to make, the worst of which turned out to be mistakes I made that hurt people I loved.
Yesterday, it was a tough decision and the necessary actions to carry out that decision that was breaking my heart. The story (no matter how etched it is in my heart) is still not mine to tell. This was not supposed to be my responsibility, I shouldered it and I need to learn to live with that - rather than blaming others for putting it on me.
It could be years before I find out the aftermath of my decision...what happens next is out of my hands and out of my control. I may never know if it turned out to be the right decision, if I could have made a different decision that would turn things a different way. I hope and pray that the troubled young woman walking around with a piece of my heart finds her way. Not for the sake of me and my heart, but for her, because she needs to know that "She is good enough, she is smart enough and gosh darn it, people like her"!*
Part of the plan yesterday required me to drive to Watertown, WI and back. It was there that my car was dented by an elderly woman - not a lot of damage, but enough, especially when the car is a 2009 purchased just under a year ago. It was a particular fiasco, because I could see she was going to do it (I was sitting in the car in a parking lot at the time) but had no way to prevent it. The woman was attempted to pull into an angled parking spot from the wrong direction and connected with the driver's side door and front quarter panel. It's a good thing she wasn't going very fast, even so it's disconcerting to have someone drive into you while you watch.
I took the day off work today to recover from the long drive yesterday and deal with the car. Unfortunately, by early afternoon I was suffering from an intestinal issue and wound up mostly dealing with a coma-like sleep or the bathroom. Oh, well *
*I am not a big fan Stuart Smalley (though he has made me smile on occasion) or Mr. Franken, and I used to make fun of the "affirmation" when he was on SNL. Since then, however, that particular mantra has found a special place in my journey.
Mother's Day was beautiful weather-wise and we woke up to find that our very pregnant Kuno had finally had her litter of kittens (still trying to determine if there are 8 or 9, but know for sure there are 5 orange/orange & whites & 3 dark - either black or tortise). We had a great visit with my mother-in-law and Darryl. I have been very blessed in that area. I heard from all of my beautiful children and my husband cooked a fabulous dinner.
Yesterday, I spent the day breaking my own heart. Funny, when I was younger, I would have said that only a romantic interest could break your heart. Since then I have had my heart broken by too many other people and things. Sometimes the heartbreaks were not meant that way...they just happened. The death of my father-in-law, tough decisions that I made as a parent, tough decisions that I made as a daughter, other tough decisions I have had to make, the worst of which turned out to be mistakes I made that hurt people I loved.
Yesterday, it was a tough decision and the necessary actions to carry out that decision that was breaking my heart. The story (no matter how etched it is in my heart) is still not mine to tell. This was not supposed to be my responsibility, I shouldered it and I need to learn to live with that - rather than blaming others for putting it on me.
It could be years before I find out the aftermath of my decision...what happens next is out of my hands and out of my control. I may never know if it turned out to be the right decision, if I could have made a different decision that would turn things a different way. I hope and pray that the troubled young woman walking around with a piece of my heart finds her way. Not for the sake of me and my heart, but for her, because she needs to know that "She is good enough, she is smart enough and gosh darn it, people like her"!*
Part of the plan yesterday required me to drive to Watertown, WI and back. It was there that my car was dented by an elderly woman - not a lot of damage, but enough, especially when the car is a 2009 purchased just under a year ago. It was a particular fiasco, because I could see she was going to do it (I was sitting in the car in a parking lot at the time) but had no way to prevent it. The woman was attempted to pull into an angled parking spot from the wrong direction and connected with the driver's side door and front quarter panel. It's a good thing she wasn't going very fast, even so it's disconcerting to have someone drive into you while you watch.
I took the day off work today to recover from the long drive yesterday and deal with the car. Unfortunately, by early afternoon I was suffering from an intestinal issue and wound up mostly dealing with a coma-like sleep or the bathroom. Oh, well *
*I am not a big fan Stuart Smalley (though he has made me smile on occasion) or Mr. Franken, and I used to make fun of the "affirmation" when he was on SNL. Since then, however, that particular mantra has found a special place in my journey.
Theresa Comer
"The mind is like a parachute, it works best when open"
"The mind is like a parachute, it works best when open"
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