Bring It!!!

Breakfast with my dear friend and her daughter, community clay projects for the new firehouse, a basketball game, baseball league open house, out to west co  for more baseball gear before finally heading home to do laundry, make dinner and try to catch a moment to myself.   With patience wearing thin, anxious feelings arising, sadness creeping in, I look over at my ten year old who has on his newly purchased batting helmet with a face cage kinda hanging there and what do I do?   What any good mom would do, I said "that thing will fall off if a ball comes at your head" and with one fall swoop, I lightly smack the side of the cage which flies off, (I was right, it wasn't safely secured) and hits the door frame causing a scratch and n the leather of my new to me car.  Of course with this sudden outburst of stupidity, all I could do was laugh, luckily my kid did too.  It didn't hurt him, just caused him to question if I was sane or not.    Oddly enough, it was what I needed.   Broken Heart, broken garbage disposal, broken back door, broken finances, shoulder screaming, foot hurting, feverish, achy influenza ridden body......mentally and emotionally and physically ready to snap.....and those damn valentine's day commercials on the radio all day.   Grrrrugh!!!!

Ok life, bring it on.   Bring it all on, I won't quit, I won't give up, I won't cave.   I will stand up taller, stand up straighter and I will fucking fight you back.   I'm done, I'm done with waiting for the next shoe to drop.  Hell, it dropped and here I am.   Haha, how many fucking times has the other shoe dropped and I keep going.

You won't get me, I will persevere and come out stronger, kinder, more empathetic and loving myself, my children and others even more.   So bring it, I could use a good laugh.