Monday, March 26, 2012
stuff
Its not that I don't want to update...I just feel like things are always the same. How boring is that to write about?
In Winnipeg I always had a thought to reflect on. I'd write about the thoughts that were milling around in my head...about the stuff I was contemplating in life. But here...the last 5 years...I've lost a lot of that part of me. I just don't reflect much. I guess its because when we moved here, reflection caused pain. I'd miss 'home'. So I stopped. Thinking lead me to sad places...so instead I worked. Creativity became my way of coping with all the stuff I was feeling.
We are in a season of change again. (No, we are not moving...and we can't share yet...so details to come in a while) Its odd, because I'm feeling unsettled or 'unsafe' in a couple different aspects of our lives. And it causes me to curl into a ball and want to hide away. Not from people...because I do think I've been trying desperately to reach out this time...(literally asking people "please support us in this time...spend time with us...we can't be alone")...but just so that I don't have to think about stuff. Good ol denial :) Never lets me down.
Today I woke up, got the kids out the door, and went right back to bed.
I think I'm just tired. Emotionally. And heck...it's not like I'm going through a horrible horrible mess! No one is dying, no one is in crisis. It's nothing devastating...its just change and uncertainty. And that is very hard for me it seems.
When we moved here...everything was different. Everything was uncertain. And I didn't do well. I was alone, and sad, and frustrated that I couldn't find 'home' here. In the last 2 years, its felt better. My family moving here has helped incredibly. I think God did that just for me. I needed something solid and unchanging. Family is that. They never stop being family. Thats a constant that I can hold onto.
Now...with the idea of change...I feel like I've lost my handles. Again...it's good change...not anything horrible. But it's different and unknown. And I feel it to the core.
But unlike the last time, I'm doing my best to keep reaching out to friends....letting them know that I really need to spend time with them. Sadly, the busyness of their lives doesn't always leave them available for connection when I'm needing it most...but I'm not giving up.
Well lookie there. I blogged. Hoorah.
In Winnipeg I always had a thought to reflect on. I'd write about the thoughts that were milling around in my head...about the stuff I was contemplating in life. But here...the last 5 years...I've lost a lot of that part of me. I just don't reflect much. I guess its because when we moved here, reflection caused pain. I'd miss 'home'. So I stopped. Thinking lead me to sad places...so instead I worked. Creativity became my way of coping with all the stuff I was feeling.
We are in a season of change again. (No, we are not moving...and we can't share yet...so details to come in a while) Its odd, because I'm feeling unsettled or 'unsafe' in a couple different aspects of our lives. And it causes me to curl into a ball and want to hide away. Not from people...because I do think I've been trying desperately to reach out this time...(literally asking people "please support us in this time...spend time with us...we can't be alone")...but just so that I don't have to think about stuff. Good ol denial :) Never lets me down.
Today I woke up, got the kids out the door, and went right back to bed.
I think I'm just tired. Emotionally. And heck...it's not like I'm going through a horrible horrible mess! No one is dying, no one is in crisis. It's nothing devastating...its just change and uncertainty. And that is very hard for me it seems.
When we moved here...everything was different. Everything was uncertain. And I didn't do well. I was alone, and sad, and frustrated that I couldn't find 'home' here. In the last 2 years, its felt better. My family moving here has helped incredibly. I think God did that just for me. I needed something solid and unchanging. Family is that. They never stop being family. Thats a constant that I can hold onto.
Now...with the idea of change...I feel like I've lost my handles. Again...it's good change...not anything horrible. But it's different and unknown. And I feel it to the core.
But unlike the last time, I'm doing my best to keep reaching out to friends....letting them know that I really need to spend time with them. Sadly, the busyness of their lives doesn't always leave them available for connection when I'm needing it most...but I'm not giving up.
Well lookie there. I blogged. Hoorah.
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4 comments:
Thinking of you, Yvonne...you're such an amazing and beautiful person, I know you can get through anything. Hang in there. Going back to bed when you need to is OK too. It's taken me a while to figure that one out! xo
I LOVE it when you blog, even if it's just one line. I don't come here to read deep, life-changing posts (though you are great at those!), I just come because I'm obsessed with you and how you're doing in your life. :D But anyhoo, call/text/msg any time. Change SUCKS, but eventually what's new and scary becomes the normal and often mundane. Baby steps. I'm here to help you through the sucky suckful transition in any way I can. I love you! Ren
Hi sweet.
Yes, changes can be unsettling, but can also be seen as an adventure.
Every change you have made or had to make, always turned out better.Why is that? Because they were made with the Lord in mind! Prayerfully!
Love you! Mom
I chuckled when you said that family moving here was just for you. I thought that was so cute. HE does love you SO much and HE is always looking out for you. Why do we ever doubt . . . hey?! I'm a "crawl back into bed kinda person myself". When you said that you felt like Ottawa was your home at your Birthday party - that just made me so happy. I am SO glad.
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