Years ago Jon and I realized that we had a bad habit of living in a constant state of temporary. Of never really settling in where we were because we always knew we'd be doing something else in the future... Jon wasn't in his "forever job" ... we weren't living in our "forever house" ... all of the kids will be out of diapers soon (that's just an example. My kids are, indeed, all out of diapers) You can imagine the problems with this way of thinking. We didn't establish roots to feels settled. We didn't make our house the home that it could be. Perhaps most importantly, it led to a lack of personal progression.
At some point we identified the problem, named it (thanks Jeffrey) and made a concerted effort to change it. And we did change it. We started living in whatever circumstance we were in as though it was our forever circumstance - knowing that when and if things changed, we would embrace it. This little tweak in how we viewed the world was life changing.
Well, I think we are back in that place. Back in a constant state of temporary. Except it's different this time. For one, we know better. But also, our temporary situation is more clearly defined. Seriously. What are we doing? Waiting for Jon to die? This is insane.
So we've been talking. It's time to settle back in. Have you read Sheryl Sandberg's post on Option B? You should. No more constant state of temporary for us. Now it's time for Jon and I to kick the Sh%@ out of option B. Or as my friend Debbie is more comfortable saying... It is time for us to aggressively go after option B. So that's what we are going to do.
That's my AnnieGirl! I never had any doubts about you and your handling whatever came your way! Love ya and hugs.
ReplyDeleteThis is an awesome way of explaining living with someone with a debilitating disease, prayers
ReplyDeleteI can totally relate to this. For years I lived in preparation for living life. In my 20's I "lived" my life to prepare to actually live for the day when I would be married. In my 30's I "lived" my life made all my decision and buy purchases for the day when I would be a mother. And then one day I woke up and realized all the missed opportunities of being a mother I had passed on. Love you both so very much. Thank you for your example of faith and courage.
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