We started the new year a mere 18 days ago and while our wish and intention were for ease, it’s been anything but.
Everything has changed in our world it seems — even how we’d define ease.
On January 1, I would have told you that ease was taking our time with our plans for the new year, not feeling the need to move so fast.
Now I would characterize it much more simply.
Ease would be going to bed at night knowing, instead of hoping, that everyone is OK.
Ease would be waking up in the morning and thinking about what was on your agenda for the day instead of reaching for your phone and wondering if you missed anything in the night.
Ease would be having been asleep at all.
Ease would be having a moment to find boredom.
Ease would be not bracing for the worst and hoping for the best.
Ease would be, well, easier.
Everyone goes through difficult, challenging times, we are no different. And many are going through far worse than us.
In the hard times there are always ways you come out on the other side different, better.
I am learning to simply be with someone in their grief.
I am learning that there are many experiences in life you cannot go through alone.
I am learning that vulnerability in recovery is courageous and exhausting.
And having people in your life who are steadfast, dependable and unwavering is essential.
Today, we’re praying for ease, in whatever form, to find us, you, and everyone who really needs it.
Sunshine & Sarcasm,
Lowi & G