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From Pity Party To Joy Ride: Weekend Recap

So, my weekend kicked off with a solid pity party for myself. On Saturday, my husband took the boys to yet another hockey game that I had to miss. The weather was gorgeous, and there I was, stuck on the couch, foot propped up (the usual drill these days).


I hate being bored. It’s funny, right? Why do I always need to be on the move, doing something, achieving, pushing myself constantly? And why do I despise boredom so much? Hmmm… food for thought.


But hey, it’s okay not to have all the answers. I’m just super aware of everything right now.

So, there I was on the couch, thinking I needed a change of scenery. I decided to literally crawl my way up the stairs (still haven’t mastered the crutching-up-stairs thing) and ended up in my bed. I stared at the ceiling and, you guessed it, started to cry.


All the usual questions popped up – why did this happen? And then the gratitude hammer swung in, reminding me that it could be worse. Like, at least it’s not my left foot too, or I’m not facing something more serious. But honestly, that gratitude hammer doesn’t really help.

Instead, I prayed. I said, “God, I surrender. I need you. I can’t do this alone. Show me a better way.” And guess what? About five minutes later, my Dad showed up, inviting me to dinner with the family.


At that moment, I had a choice: sit and sulk, or get out and be with the people I love. So, I crutched my way to my brother’s house (he lives just a house down). We ate, we laughed, and it was the best. My kids came home, we hung out by the fire until late – it was exactly what I needed. The laughter and human connection.


Mother’s Day morning, I woke up feeling different. I’m not letting this temporary situation beat me. No way. I’ve worked too hard for that.


So, I leaned on my kids, hubby, and mom. We picked out beautiful flowers. I planted, they helped. I let go. I even hopped on the 4-wheeler for a joy ride with my son.


The takeaway? Sometimes, all you need to snap out of a funk is a little awareness, prayer, laughter, and human connection. It’s always the simple things that shift our perspective.



Just sharing some thoughts from your slow-moving friend here. Now, go make this week your bitch!


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