I have been so busy giddily anticipating an avalanche of tampons (thank you so much to everyone who has donated—updates coming soon!) that I totally forgot to tell you that I have a new post over at Feel More Better, this time about things working out as they’re supposed to, most of the time.
Someone has already asked how we can continue to believe in a “everything is for the best” sort of stance when there’s so much apparently senseless tragedy in the world, and I don’t know the answer. All I know is that I’m happier when I can find those elusive silver linings (like an army of readers ready to buy shampoo for teenagers they’ve never met).
Feel free to come on over and weigh in—how do we balance that which seems beyond understanding with a cosmic “it all works out” kind of trust?
“Giddily anticipating an avalanche of tampons” may actually be funnier than the idea of making tampon lemonade, which was previously the funniest thing I had heard about tampons all year. I am thinking of you + your precious family with lots of love.
Silver linings are on my mind today, too. This plague I’ve been complaining about all month has resulted in 4.6 pounds of weight loss. Woo hoo!
I tend be a what will be will be type person. Most of the time. But my mother? That glass isn’t half empty. It’s on the floor shattered into a million pieces, never to be put back together. The store will always be closed, they won’t have what we are looking for, or they will and the staff is too incompetent to find it. It makes for interesting outings.
I just have to warn you that I don’t know anything about tampons. I always chose the other option. I hope what I picked out and sent will work for teenage girls.
I love everything about this post. Thank you!!
I’ve also decided that when I grow up I want to be Buddha, I think that means doing a lot more yoga though so I guess I’d better get on it. . .
Fabulous! I’ve never gotten teary eyed looking at a pile of tampons before. But I am now.
Wow. Just found your blog. Someone tweeted me the link since I started a project to collect and distribute menstrual products to local Middle School and High School girls who cannot afford them. (We’ve been a little lax this year as I’ve been super busy at work). But it turns out we are living parallel lives in so many ways! Divorce? Check. Mental Illness with residential treatment for family member(s)? Check. I assume this is the first go around for you? It doesn’t get easier, and it does. It is a new reality. Less like cancer and more like either diabetes or an accident leaving them paralyzed. They are a different person forever, and the same. New and different futures with wildly varying possible outcomes. New normal becomes normal though. Not what you would have dreamed about or wished for, but like the divorce it will lead to an unexpected and ok life. I loved what you said about how if your kid had cancer everyone would rally around and know what to do. It’s so different with Mental Illness. It really feels like going it alone sometimes. But hang in there! You aren’t alone. Now that I’ve found you, I’ll be here, along with a lot of others I see! And it will get easier. You are just in the first phase. Be nice to you too though. Go get a massage, a glass of wine, a beer, go shopping and buy an outrageous pair of heels (or hiking boots), whatever feels like a treat. Just do it!