Sometimes I feel this way about my life.
I can't go back,
And I really wouldn't want to anyway.
I can't go forward,
That requires more effort than I am able to give right now.
Turning to the right or left
Means leaving my current (dis)comfort zone.
And sometimes I'd like to stop...
But have you ever told a two year-old and a six month-old that
"Mommy needs a break"
And had it make the slightest difference?
I love the saying
"Wherever you are, be there."
So I think I'll just be right here where I am-
And I'll love it!
Not long before he passed away, Elder Joseph B Wirthlin gave a beautiful talk at General Conference, and he shared some advice his mother gave him as a youth: "Come what may, and love it." I have often had that in my little mind lately, as I've been trying to manage some of the 'what may' that came to my life. Sometimes it's hard to love!
Before I start to sound ungrateful, please understand that there are myriad 'what mays' that came to me that I love with all my heart. I can feel myself dimly groping toward a concept that I imagine many of you already have nailed down: I don't have a great deal of control over what comes, but I have a LOT of control over how I handle it.
So, to my each of my dear friends and family- thank you for helping me to hang on! To Wyatt and Jana (and Skeeter)- hang on and be patient, Mommy is a work in progress but oh, how I love you! And to my sweetheart Lee: thanks for hanging on to me when it would have been easier to run away screaming!
Come what may [buy donuts as needed] and LOVE IT!