Today started out exceptionally well. And boy was I light-hearted. I woke feeling totally refreshed. Got the boys up without too much of a struggle for remote school ((again)). Dad and I ran some errands then I had a work meeting ((virtually)) while he scooted out the door to work. After my meeting was done, I dug out my flute. And it dawned on me that today is the very first day I had picked up my flute since my father’s funeral five months ago. Obviously, I started with the Christmas carols. I started feeling the nudges I get when I am feeling the call to write. But nothing came to mind. Flute practice now done, I dutifully threw on Christmas carols and did a bit of housework and a teensy bit of decorating ((finally)). While doing all that I was also doing laundry ((Momming for the win today)). Once I decided to rest my bones I figured “okay, now the words will flow” and nope, once again, crickets. So, I dug into my music because usually that helps. Instead, it brought me to fat, ugly, cannot breathe, feeling like I am going to be sick, tears. After about an hour I signed onto a chit site that I used and connected with my “online tribe” of warriors and they rallied around me and finally the words started flowing like magic once more.
Today, it is more important than ever to have a support system ((even virtually)). This small group has been with me since Dad got sick at the end of June. And I love them dearly and we have never even met. The Bible says wherever two or three are gathered in my name, there I am also. I have one friend who I know shares my faith, April. And when I get in “my ways” and I cannot get out, I know I can turn to her and together she pulls me out and up. I am so beyond blessed to have her as a sister in the Lord.
Soon, it will be bedtime for this tired Mommy and I for one, am looking forward to my pillow and to not having to set an alarm for the morning ((hallelujah Saturdays)). Draw close to believers, they will draw you closer to God.