Today went from OK to not good at all in a matter of hours.
Before lunchtime I had a confrontation with someone I love, entered a public space (when I thought I had my emotions in check) and couldn’t stop crying, misplaced my debit card, misplaced my driver’s license and lost my mind.
I desperately needed a do-over.
And then I realized that I hadn’t queued up a new post. Which really isn’t that big a deal to anyone but me (in my pride) because this November will make four years I haven’t missed a day.
I know sometimes I run a series of old posts but y’all have just been subjected to that because of Hurricane Dorian. I didn’t want to do it again so soon.
And I don’t like just posting fluff. I want to honor the time you take to read what I send out.
But this time I think I’m tapping out.
All my kids and my husband participated in Tae Kwon Do for years.
I watched a lot of sparring matches, demonstrations, testings and practices. James Michael eventually rose to the rank of Second Degree Black Belt and Dominic was the youngest ever (at eight years old) to test for First Degree Black Belt in their particular school.
There’s a safety protocol for sparring in Tae Kwon Do. Even though no one is supposed to be overly aggressive when sparring, sometimes it gets a little out of hand. So if your opponent crosses the line and is actually hurting you, you tap the mat indicating that they need to stop-RIGHT NOW-before harm is done.
I was oh, so grateful for that safety protocol when trying to keep my seat in the bleachers as my little guys were tossed around. I knew that if someone was really hurting them, they had a way out.
I should have learned it then, but I’m a slow learner.
Everyone needs a safety protocol.
Everyone needs a safe word or a safe space or a safe friend so that when things pile high or heavy or both, they can make it plain that IT HURTS!
I’ve managed to do the necessary today.
And like I’ve said before, the worst day of my life only lasted 24 hours.
Tomorrow is a new day, another sunrise, another chance for things to be a little easier, a little better, a little more bearable.
Thanks for listening. ❤