We’re prepping over here for Laurens gastrostomy on Monday coming. And by prepping I mean mentally. I’m sad that it’s happening. I’m sad that I won’t fully be with both my children all week. Other than school we barely spend time apart and I hate night times when we’re all in different places. I like my babies in bed, monitors on so I can see them and to go to bed knowing we’re all here safe.
Mental health awareness… I saw a lot of posts about it. I feel blessed that a lot of the posts weren’t new information to me. I’m a listening ear and I’m always here. Because I understand what it’s like to need someone to say- this is so crap, I’m sorry, I’m here.
I most certainly have a harder exterior than what’s going on inside. I’m working on that. Underneath it all I’ve always got a sad undertone to life. I’m learning that that’s ok. It’s because I truly love so deeply when I love people. So when those people are my children, and they’re hurting or in pain or going through things I’m of course going to be sad because great love can cause great sorrow. Opposition in all things.
I’m learning that mental health is as important as physical.
I’m not always kind. I get angry. I suck as a neighbour, daughter, sister, wife, friend and mother- some of the time.
Time to do better. We all need to be better and hopefully taking care of ourselves helps us be better at helping others. So be kind to yourself.
Time to try to follow the teachings that I’ve been taught all my life…
‘I’m trying to be like Jesus,
I’m following in his ways,
I’m trying to love as he did,
In all that I do and say,
At times I am tempted to make a wrong choice,
But I try to listen as the still small voice whispers,
Love one another
As Jesus loves you,
Try to show kindness in all that you do,
Be gentle and loving in deed and in thought,
For these are the things Jesus taught’
Time to be better.