I think it is all about fear. Our lack of confidence, our poor behavior, our lack of empathy, or overindulging in addictive behavior, even not gong to bed on time. We are afraid that this is it. This is as good as it gets. We will always be___________ (fill in the blank: this tired, this stretched, this poor, this put upon, this hassled, working this hard, this sad…)_____________.
We forget that life is really reeeeeeaaaaalllllllllllyyyyyy looooooooooooooooooong.
There are so many phases that we barely even remember now. Can you recall your morning sickness? It was all encompassing. But I don’t really remember mine now. Do you remember sophomore year in high school and how sad some friendships and romances were for you? (Not really!) That was a different phase of life. And now we are in yet another phase. And this one too shall pass.
Sunday and Monday (and Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday?) of Daylight Savings Time usually launch me a bit off kilter. I feel out of sorts and can’t put my finger on what is going on. I beat myself up a bit for being slow or “lazy”. Then I remember “Oh yeah! I am adjusting to a new time”, like jet lag. But it won’t last forever. We will feel better soon.
I promise you Sweet One. Tomorrow will be different. Maybe better, or maybe worse. But we won’t feel this way forever. It will be different.