I have been thinking (& don't ask if it hurts! :P) about our hidden lives; the lives we don't talk about or blog about, life after the computer screen goes dark & the lights switch off & why I blog as if I'm as ditzy as my ditzy daughter. What is the meaning of it all?
Did I ever mention I'm not much of a realist? My reality sucks. Oh not all the time & not unendurably but a lot of it's not fun either. We exist on a disability pension. This puts us well below the poverty line. You see Dearest has so many things wrong with him that if he was a horse you'd shoot him & put him out of his misery. He can do very little thanks to a broken back which means I live in an unfinished house with no storage space & Dearest is underfoot 24/7. This is not happy news for someone who enjoys her own company & already has one chronic people person trailing her about. To the homeschooling add the duties of a full time carer. Doing anything outside the norm is a nightmare in logistics & logistics are not my strong suite. To this volaltile mix add two people with some mental illness. (Besides Issi). One, happily, is not living here at present. The other is medicated to the hilt. Improvements in mental health mean their meds no longer turn them into walking zombies (we have lived that scenario & it was not fun) but it does not make for the most stable of environments for raising children either.
The old adage says you either laugh or you cry. How we face what life throws at us is a choice. I choose (for the most part) to laugh & stay focused on the positive things in my life & the strength who undergirds me, my Lord & saviour. The things of this life will pass. This is the furnace to refine us into gold fit to adorn the Father's presence. One day we will know as we are known & not only will there be no more tears there will be no need for them for the old will have passed away & everything will have been made new. I don't expect to have to sweep dustballs from under my heavenly bed either! With no decay housework should be so much easier. There are houses so there will be housework but maybe once things get done they will stay done!
So as I read about each & everyone of your lives I wonder about the things you don't say & can't share. I know some of you face health issues. Some are simply overwhelmed by life. We are told not to be surprised when we face trials & tribulations; they are to be expected in this life. Everyone has something & that being the case I'd like to thank each & everyone of you who takes time out from your busy day to read my dribblings, share a giggle & leave a comment to brighten my day because you have blessed me. And I do so like to be blessed! ;D