Dichotomy in Life
Hello, dear friends! Happy Easter to those of you who celebrate it!
Last weekend, two very significant events took place - one, a moment of pure joy and the other, an emotional and difficult life turn. Isn’t that just the way life can be? I have struggled to write since then, trying to reconcile having had one of the best days of my life and one of the worst in the same 24-hour period. Truthfully, I still haven’t figured it out. I gave myself grace last week and skipped a post. This week, I determined that I would write, regardless of how I felt. Perhaps it will help.
“I write entirely to find out what I’m thinking, what I’m looking at, what I see and what it means. What I want and what I fear.” ~ Joan Didion
Have you ever experienced this scenario: “I’ve got good news and bad news. Which do you want to hear first?” I think most of us have, or have at least seen it play out in the movies or on television. Which would you choose? I tend to tackle difficult or distasteful things first. Last Saturday, the chronology of events was kind of a sandwich of hard news, great news, then trying to process the hard news. It has been...well, hard.
The bottom line on the hard news is that it involves my mom and her ongoing health and care. She turned 92 on the 27th. I won’t be sharing anything further about it, as she deserves her privacy. I will only ask that if you are a praying person, I would appreciate your remembering her in your petitions.
Which brings me to the good bit. I found her. My new home. She’s officially mine and I’ll be moving into her over the next two months. The culmination of what started as a 12-month plan, a dream, really. As you know, I’ve experienced some setbacks, but in the last few weeks, things began to fall into place and it turned out to be right on target.
More to come.
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