Sunday, February 15, 2009

This is more interesting than anything I have to say

So I was going to write a "Confess and Assess: Sara Edition" post, but I can't find anywhere the paper where I wrote my measurements down, and heavens knows I am waaay too lazy to just take them again.

Instead, while I'm off searching through the random stacks of paper I have on every flat surface, read this article. It's about the boys' basketball team at a high school in a small town in New Brunswick, Canada. One of my very dear friends sent it to me, as that is the town she grew up in and the high school from which she graduated.

I kinda disappeared last week, because my mood spiraled into a pile of crap (figurative, thankfully) brought on, best I can tell, by the combination of hormones (ttom doesn't want to stick to any sort of schedule, it would seem) and my husband only being home for 3 days of the last month. Let me just say that there are days I handle his absences better than others. This past week was a few of the others. Reading that article though was a good reminder that maybe my life isn't as difficult as I sometimes seem to want to make myself think it is. Please don't think that, by posting this article, I am telling anyone to "suck it up" because their problems aren't "as bad" as this town's. I am a firm believer that you can't compare suffering (except maybe in extreme cases, i.e. hangnail vs. multiple organ failure--in that instance I might have to call you a whiner).

I am grateful whenever I find examples of people who carry on and succeed in the face of great difficulties. The circumstances may not be the same, but I think that we can gain something from stories like this to use to make our own lives better, even if it's just to give our loved ones an extra hug.


Anonymous said...

What an amazing story! I have my cousin who I lean on for those times when I'm at those points of complete disarray. She's gone through so much, not of any of her own doing, and as yet stayed strong throughout it all. Thanks a ton for sharing (and let your hubby know you deserve a nice 3 hour massage!)

Wendi said...

I hate it when my mood spirals into a figurative pile of crap! ;) I've had a lot of experience with that kind of spiralling over the past two years. I hope you'll start to feel better soon. And I hope your husband will be able to stay home more soon. Thanks for the inspiration. And I hope this week is better for you. :)

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