Every morning I wake up, and before I even get out of bed to get my coffee, I ask myself what can I do today to make the world a better place? Be a better person? A better mom? A better human being?
Somedays that answer is…nothing. As much as it bothers me to say it. Somedays no mater how hard you try, how hard you strive, nothing goes right.
And, that’s okay. Disappointing. But okay. Annoying lol but okay.
Lately, though…it seems there are fewer and fewer good days. Fewer days that allow me to move forward, to gain some momentum.
The jobs where I am, are scarce. 50+ applicants for every position, when there are positions to apply for. Confrontations with an ex over our offspring. An offspring that’s over 18 and has made her own choice to cut him out of her life. (Telling your gender fluid/bisexual child their identities aren’t real or only done for attention, well, that’s on him.)
I watch them struggle through mental and physical health issues on an almost daily basis, and while appts. are in place to deal with her struggles, it’s hard to watch the struggle and not be able to offer anything. Except support.
Several years ago, I couldn’t see the good in anything. It was all negative. I made a New Year’s resolution. To try. Just try to look at life from a new perspective. To my surprise, it took. I left my abusive relationship for good. Rented a lovely little house on a quiet street. Started homeschooling my kid. It worked. I became a duck. Starting letting the little things roll off and finding a positive spin to most adversities that came for me. Most days I still do. Most.
Everyday is a challenge this year. For a lot of us. I wish the best for each and every one of you that may read this. And those that don’t.
I hope y’all join my raft of ducks with me.