You know those times in your life when everything sucks and ‘good’ I’d relative to hire less sucky one thing is than another? Yep, right there in the middle be I.

Just as my world was finally seeking with somewhat firm footing…er…wheel grip, a huge boulder capsized my more sturdy boat than me alone and nearly drown me in devils’ raging rapids. (If I cannot laugh I am afraid I will become a bitter old woman before its tune.)

There are so many things going on within my world, not least of which is a very sick sister, it is difficult to keep on a forward momentum – centimeter by centimeter forward. It is so darned difficult to get that seemed centimetre, too!

I know this is going to sound stupid, but the weight is SO heavy it feels…less. It feels impossible. If ‘impossible’ possessed a weight, that would be it for me. 

So, what should I do about it all? This has been the super big question on my mind for a good portion of the day, and i just don’t have an answer. Plus, the blogosphere feels like the only shadow of a friend I have left to talk to

Can you all send positive vibes or prayers my way for the next couple of days? I would appreciate it.

About Henrietta Handy

I have returned home to the mountains. No more am I "a mountain-girl far from home." Diagnosed with rheumatoid arthritis at 2 1/2, I understand pain, fatigue, laughter, joy, and love all while on crutches and in wheelchairs. This blog is just about me, mostly the writing side, but there are forays into so many different topics. I am married to a wonderful husband who puts up with my writing, knitting, yarn, with the love of a saint. We have fur babies, and one cat who rules us all.
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2 Responses to Welp

  1. Brian Bixby says:

    I’ve had days like that. Sometimes the best you can do is take a time out, and only after you do that, sit down to figure out what you can and can’t do.
    My thoughts go with you.


  2. M T McGuire says:

    I think I may have get something similar when my dad was ill, and if I didn’t, maybe there was enough to understand. Hang in there. Hold fast. The sun will shine again. Thinking of you. Take care.



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