If I were to ever get tattoed, I would probably get the words "Change and Let Go" on my right arm, and "I Lack Nothing" on my left. The words on the right have been a mantra since my eyes became lasers that attempt to root out all things glutenous and corn, on top of our already interesting existence here at #casaespinoza. We wouldn't survive without constantly letting go of things, and changing our definition of not only breakfast lunch and dinner, but also birthdays, holidays, school activities and advocation, travel, church, arts and crafts, shit you name it! But I digress. The words on the left are of course from psalm 23: "The Lord is my shepherd, I lack nothing." Devastatingly simple and obvious, yet easy to forget and hugely consequential. And when you put them together, there is no fear left to hold you back.
Me and my imaginary tattooes have recorded 5 days this month with no migraine rescue meds so far! Which I think think puts me on track to have an even better month than last, which is great since I am not anticipating any more group illness leading to a downward spiral of infections, plugged ears, fits of crying etc.. In fact, so confident were we that our Christmas vacay was topped with a trip to some family's house, no small feat considering the amount of food and meds we have to take! The small mammals ran circles outside all day every day, and we even came home with an outdoor/patio, vintage model cat, Captian VonCatt. He's at least 10, and will hopefully die before Indie, thus emotionally preparing us for her eventual passing. Ah, life. (: Sasha is having a harder time with change and let go, as she wept and had to remover herself from the vet's office at the "saddest news of her life" yesterday upon finding out that Captain is old, and not particularly spry. But he is sweet, and partial to being held and petted.
I was very proud of Sash for working through her feelings yesterday, and even still today. This morning whilst huddling about the heater she asked me how a person could be happy and sad at the same time. This led to a discussion about contentment vs circumstances, and knowing that she was loved all the time no matter what. And possibly also about sleeping baby unicorns...or was that from yesterday? She pretty much IS Agnes from Despicable Me. And Emily was so awesome, trying to help cheer her up as much as possible. They do try to break me in turns, but it's pretty much what I expected. And then they really pull it out sometimes. Thus continues the reminders that life is good, and has hard times which suck, vs life being hard and sucking, a mindset I had inadvertently adopted sometime over the past (mumbles) years. #revelation Oh that's right, I Lack Nothing.
Me and my imaginary tattooes have recorded 5 days this month with no migraine rescue meds so far! Which I think think puts me on track to have an even better month than last, which is great since I am not anticipating any more group illness leading to a downward spiral of infections, plugged ears, fits of crying etc.. In fact, so confident were we that our Christmas vacay was topped with a trip to some family's house, no small feat considering the amount of food and meds we have to take! The small mammals ran circles outside all day every day, and we even came home with an outdoor/patio, vintage model cat, Captian VonCatt. He's at least 10, and will hopefully die before Indie, thus emotionally preparing us for her eventual passing. Ah, life. (: Sasha is having a harder time with change and let go, as she wept and had to remover herself from the vet's office at the "saddest news of her life" yesterday upon finding out that Captain is old, and not particularly spry. But he is sweet, and partial to being held and petted.
I was very proud of Sash for working through her feelings yesterday, and even still today. This morning whilst huddling about the heater she asked me how a person could be happy and sad at the same time. This led to a discussion about contentment vs circumstances, and knowing that she was loved all the time no matter what. And possibly also about sleeping baby unicorns...or was that from yesterday? She pretty much IS Agnes from Despicable Me. And Emily was so awesome, trying to help cheer her up as much as possible. They do try to break me in turns, but it's pretty much what I expected. And then they really pull it out sometimes. Thus continues the reminders that life is good, and has hard times which suck, vs life being hard and sucking, a mindset I had inadvertently adopted sometime over the past (mumbles) years. #revelation Oh that's right, I Lack Nothing.
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Reminds me of Karaline when Henry died and shortly there after Kevin left for six weeks. So she says "mommy, life on earth is hard, can't we just all go to heaven and be together". Longing for our home, it's in our hearts.
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