Have you had those days where your day is "fine"? How do you define "fine"? Just last weekend, a very perky, unaware of her surroundings person asked me as she pretty much skipped by, how I was? I smiled, said I was fine and asked how she was. She never ended up telling me how she was but...she did give me some negative interpretation, actually an acronym of what the word "fine" means. She then asked, so are you "fine"? Pretty much shocked and yes speechless, I said, "I guess so." But really after the interaction seized, I said to myself no, I am better than that. Why did I agree with her? By the way, she does know that Matt went to heaven just five 1/2 months ago.
So all of our life situations are different. In my process of grieving being "fine" is good enough for now. If you know someone working through the grieving process on their way to healing, maybe their fine is like mine...
I am fine because I swung both my legs over the side of the bed this morning to try another day.
I am fine because I only choked up five times rather than having tears in my throat all day long.
I am fine because I got to be distracted today.
I am fine because I pushed myself out of my safe bubble and called a friend.
I am fine because I actually tasted the chocolate chips in a cookie that I baked.
I am fine because I was able to talk to God without losing focus on what I was doing.
I am fine because at the end of the day, I climbed into bed thanking God for getting me through another day.
Fine isn't so bad.
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