As I lay in bed recently, the prospect of sleep a million miles away, I was struck by the fact that at the moment I feel like, in some regards, I'm straddling the dived between heaven and hell (proverbially speaking, of course).
There is so much awesomeness on the horizon in my life right now and such a great deal that I'm excited and hopeful about. At the same time though, for past couple of weeks I've been going through stuff on the medical front that, to put it mildly, can only be called barbaric.
There's really never a good time for medical flare-ups and new problems to arise, but right now, with less than a month to go until our moving day, is really not a stellar time for this.
Nevertheless, I do not go down without a fight and believe strongly in perseverance and positive thought, so as best I can, I'm trudging through these hours. Allowing myself a few tears or an exasperated sigh when needed, but also remembering and trying to focus on all the reasons I have to smile.
That late night thought, and the symphony of emotions I've been juggling lately, made me think though that it was time for this year's first edition of the occasionally occurring Chronically Vintage post series called "Hey, it's ok" (if you're not familiar with the series, be sure to check out the first two posts from last August and October, respectfully).
There are so many big worries and problems that come our way all the time, and as such I strongly feel that it's vital to not get to hung up about the smaller concerns that appear frequently, too. This series of posts is all about the universe (or least yours truly) granting you permission not to sweat the tiny things - especially if there's something massive troubling you at the moment, too.
*Hey, it's ok*
...if you're still eating your way through the leftover Christmas cookies in the freezer.
...to ruthlessly clean out your feed reader list from time-to-time.
...that you still love - and actively use - your record player, VCR, or retro boombox.
...if you're parenting style is the polar opposite of your own parents.
...for you to make a conscious effort to carve out some much needed "me time" for yourself at least once a week, if not daily.
...to secretly delight in the extra curves you develop if your weight increases a little.
...if you don't watch the evening news very often. Sometimes the last thing any of us wants to hear or think about is more bad news.
...to rush outside in your rain boots and jump in puddles, like you used to a child, after a big downpour.
...that you can't name three new songs that came out last year, but could list at least twenty-five of them from the 40s and 50s off the top of your head right now.
...to do whatever you need to bring the joy you deserve into your life.
♥ ♥ ♥
Life isn't always a bed of roses. Sometimes even on the sunniest of days you can spot a grey storm cloud poking its head out over the horizon.
The important thing, the really critical point however, is to cut yourself some slack, hold onto hope, and keep looking for ways to improve whatever is troubling you. I fully understand that this often much easier said than done, but it's rarely flat out impossible.
So while the forces above and below continue to duke it out in own little world, I'll try my hardest to do just that - and hope that if something heavy is troubling you right now, sweet dears, you'll be able to do the same.