A French Fry

12/02/2015 10:21:00 PM


Lately Vivi's been comparing how she feels to that of a French fry.

What?

I don't know either.

I'll put that in context for you.

Me: "Vivi, how are you feeling?"

Her: "Kind of like a French fry."

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What? You still don't get it?

Me either.

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And truth? That's how I feel right now, too. Like a French fry.

Have you ever heard the annoying idiom, "When it rains, it pours?"

Well, I think it's true.

In the past couple of months our lives have been filled with change and loss and chaos and illness and just... well, a lot.

So how does a French Fry feel?

Well, it probably just feels, "meh." I mean, do French fries feel?

French fry = meh.

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Today Vivi's FIVE-DAY-LONG fever reared it's ugly head. Again.
Craig's still sick.
I didn't even remotely prepare Lila for her test yesterday.
I got REAR-ENDED (everyone is ok, Thank God) and the person DROVE off and totally messed up my car. (WHO DOES THAT?)

I realized that some negative forces are at play in my world right now. And I'm not having that.

I could easily count all of the problems, the difficulties, the everyday stressors that YOU have, as well and let them over whelm me. But I'm not going to do it.

I can step back. Cry, if need be. (FEEL YOUR FEELINGS. ALWAYS) And move on.

I'm thankful that Vivi is on an antibiotic and here fever will, hopefully, go away.
I'm thankful that Craig is feeling better.
I'm thankful that Lila did ok on her test... (and we studied more tonight for her one tomorrow.)
I'm thankful that my family didn't get hurt in our little accident.

I'm thankful for this journey, for this time in my life.
This is crazy season. Wow. But I'm thankful for it.

Sometimes, though - I wish I could stop the train - or t least slow it down. Life seems to be going by so quickly... [insert heavy Mom-sigh]

I'm thankful that I have sweet girls who make me laugh.

And, I'm thankful that when you don't know what else to say, you can just explain your current state by saying, "Eh, I feel like a French fry."

Try it.

The looks of confusion are worth it.

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