Sometimes, in life, it’s not so much as getting to the top of the mountain, as it is the journey.
This thought has run through my head several times today. Today, was not a good day. It had some very good highlights, but overall, not so good.
I’ve learned that I don’t base my happiness on others, but they do help to contribute to it.
My day started off ok, I scooped up Cam-Man and went to the Farmer’s. I got yesterday’s report from the Farmer, and then continued on in our day. Cam-Man was all over the place, partly because he didn’t feel good, partly because he was well…just being a regular curious 22 month old.
Momma was…well.. just being a Parkinson’s Momma today. Apparently, she did not really have a great day yesterday, and it kind of carried over into today. She said some things to me, that all most had me in tears, but I was to busy trying to reassure her to have time for tears.
It was time for me to leave, and I did something, the Farmer asked me to come back this afternoon, and I couldn’t. I called the Nursing student and asked her to stop by before she went to work. She did this for me, because, I asked, and I told her how I felt.
Sometimes, for me, while the Farmer deals with it 24/7, there are times, when I have a really hard time with it. I see progression in a Disease that seriously stinks. I will go back tomorrow and Momma may be having a “good” day.
I can’t say that all I am feeling is related to Momma, I have just found out some other things in my life, that are pressing on my mind.
I think I decided that in my climb up the mountain, I need to stop worrying about things I have NO control over, and stop and look at the scenery, and enjoy today for what it is.
There will always be stuff to worry about, I may not always get good news, Momma is not always going to have good days, Cam-Man is not always going to behave (although I wish I could keep him from climbing up everything, and crashing to the floor).
Maybe, I just need to chalk up today as being “One of those days” and let it go, and I’m sure I will.
Ok enough depressing stuff, on a side note, uhm, the Electrician and I have already polished off one loaf of the Friendship bread that the Nursing student and I made on Saturday, and are working on the second loaf. I gave the Farmer his today, and he even admitted “That stuff is addicting”. Peeps, it good stuff.