Seniors

I used to rail at the heavens, asking why was more continually put on my plate, when I thought I couldn't handle it.

Then one day I decided to react in a different way. I started laughing every time something new was put on that plate. I always get through whatever it is, and I know that I will. But in that moment, when something else is put in front of you, and you're already exhausted, you wonder, 'how will I do this as well?'

What taught me to laugh was realizing that I survived the worst thing that ever happened to me. I lost both of my parents in less than six months, after being their caregiver for seven years. I went from a 24/7 job to having absolutely nothing to do but grieve. I thought the grief would kill me, but it didn't. I survived it. That is my constant reminder that no matter what happens, I will get through it.

I allow myself to have my private pity parties when I need them, I allow myself the rest I need. I'm learning to take care of me, after forever taking care of everyone else.

On the hard days I learned that it's okay to take it minute by minute, or hour by hour, or whatever works for you.

It's not easy. But it can be done. I'm living proof.
And I never thought I would be able to say that.

And always find something kind to do for yourself. Because you deserve it.

Sending you hugs.