More Tears and What I Know For Sure

I cried more than normal this week.  I cried over my pants being too tight, the house being too messy, bills being too expensive and my dog being too needy.  I cried because  all the leaves are gone from my favorite tree which means stupid winter is coming.  I cried because I felt stuck in old, impulsive patterns.  I cried because my hormones suck and make me feel crazy.  I cried because I felt powerless and vulnerable and like life is so unfair.

As I sat in the kitchen watching YouTube videos feeling sorry for myself, Cosi my needy best friend/dog started barking out the window.  She thought the coat that Peyton had left on the fence was a person in our back yard and she was sort of freaking out.  I was annoyed.  "It's a coat!," I said.  She kept barking.  "Fine! I'll show you, it's a coat," I reasoned with her and went out the back door.  She followed me out to the yard but was acting funny.  Cosi was circling me, barking.  I started to jog to the coat and that must have made her even more nervous.  The next thing I remember is being on the ground with Wade standing over me.

"Are you okay?," Lucy called from the house.  "Should I call 911?"

"No, I'm okay," I assured her.  Cosi had run so fast in circles she had knocked me over onto the ground and I possibly blacked out for  a few seconds.

I hobbled my old ass into the house and starting crying, again.  I cried with relief because I was okay. But geez, life can change in one minute.  One wound up/scared dog circling you can knock you over and change everything.  I mean what if I had blacked out longer? hit my head on a rock? broken my old ass hips that just graduated from physical therapy?  I cried with relief from all the what ifs' and near misses in life.  

I felt better sort of, like I got perspective, like I dodged a bullet.  Like the bills, my bad budgeting and too-tight pants didn't matter as much.  

The next day I got a call about a friend whose husband is dying.  What? How? No! I cried because it didn't make sense.  I cried because I felt powerless and vulnerable and like life is so unfair.

Later that same day, I read a status update on Facebook about a friend who got good news that she didn't need chemotherapy for breast cancer. I cried because I felt so happy and hopeful.


What I know for sure this week is that too-tight pants don't matter at all, but good friends and good health and love do matter.  Life is all highs and lows and roller coaster-y.  It's unfair and beautiful and cruel and heartless and random and intentional and hopeful and all kinds of wonderful.  There is so much to be grateful for and so many people to hug and cry for and support and celebrate and love. And some weeks are full of more tears than others, I know that for sure this week.

I cried because I thought it was so sweet that Lucy was trying to watch the solar eclipse with a handmade viewing device.  I remember making something like that to watch a solar eclipse in Mr. McKee's class in 1984.  

Here's What Else I Know For Sure This Week:

• Wade is one cool Pre-K kid.  It was picture day in Pre-K this week and Wade chose his own outfit.  He was so excited.  I told the teachers it was okay for him to wear the sunglasses and he did indeed wear them for the professional pictures. Ha!

• I read an amazing book, a New York Times bestselling book called Rare Bird.  It taught me so much about grief and faith.  I got to write a review of it on Mamalode.  Click here to read it. 

• Art is everywhere.  Wade and I stumbled upon this in a town nearby us.  

• I got paid recently and it felt great.  Here's the video in case you missed it.

• I have thoughts on the whole Renee Zellwegger situation.  Did you see people get all fired up on her possible plastic surgery?  Here's what I think...yup, she looks different. BUT I didn't hear ANYONE say that she might have had the eyelid surgery because her eyelid overhang was giving her headaches and causing vision issues.  I will say it.  Look, Renee and I have the eyelid overhang issue in common, or at least we used to.  I hate my eyelids and they give me headaches, I would have the surgery in a heartbeat if my insurance would cover it and if I wasn't such a wimp about anesthesia.  

• I miss Friday Night Lights.  I may have cried this week because I miss watching my show.  Tim and I are finished with all the seasons and waaaaa, I miss it.  Best.Show.Ever.

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