Sunday, April 29, 2012
I haven't posted this week, though I've wanted to. I've just been so heavy-hearted, so sad lately, and I hate to spread that around. I think much of my self-esteem is wrapped up in being and doing for others, and lately I have been unable to do anything truly helpful for others, there is so much on my own plate.
And so, I've been carrying an unwanted burden for awhile. I carry my heavy heart around the house, doing what needs to be done. I carry it to bed with me, where my mind fills up with so many fears and worries as I drift off to sleep, I think they might suffocate me. I hold it out for God to take when I pray, but for some reason, it is still there when I am done. I don't know why I don't feel God's presence or solace, but I don't. But I keep trying.
I had a terrible strep infection a few weeks ago. 103 degree fever for days. hallucinations. The whole nine yards. I feel like I'm still recovering from it, and unfortunately have some scary new health issues that might be due to this recent infection. And tired? I could sleep twenty hours if you'd let me.
And I keep dreaming of Daniel. The dreams are so vivid and so heart-breaking, I wake my own self up from the sound of my own crying. This adoption has taken so long and been so full of obstacles, it feels like what happened with Anya, and so it brings up so many feelings of failure. I do feel like quite the failure lately.
I'm sorry if this is not what you came here to read. I'm sorry I can't make your day with news of anticipated homecomings, stories of God intervening in big ways, words of joy over some great obstacles clearing. None of that has happened. In fact, much of the opposite has, though I can't blog about it for obvious reasons. I know most people don't blog the hard stuff. Even if they feel the way I do, they'll never tell you. I just think that's wrong. There are so many people suffering in silence, and who am I to lie to them, pretending I am one more of those people who has it all together? I don't.
The times in my life where you have thought I had it together or I have felt I had it all together are only gifts from God. I have never done anything to warrant 'having it all together'. I think that's a tall order for a human being. I think if I ever feel I've got it together, it's because God, for whatever reason, is turning His Face in my direction.
Last night Nastia and I were driving home and she, being the intuitive soul she is, sensed my sadness and tried to lift it.
'Mom, you just don't give yourself enough credit for all you do. Just getting me up and off to school every day is a miracle. Don't you ever forget that.'
I am so lucky to have such a wise and big-hearted daughter. So lucky. She asked me after she said this if I would do something for her. I said ok. She asked if every time I felt sad I would make a list in my head of 10 things that make me truly happy.
' If you do ten things mom, I know you'll feel better. That's what I do.'
And so, for my precious daughter, I share here my ten things for this moment, in no particular order, as they come to me:
1. Holding my daughter's face in my hands when I wake her each morning.
2. The adoration of four furry family members that love us no matter what.
3. The pretty flowers growing on my windowsill, a birthday gift from a friend.
4. My friend Carmel, who always accepts me, even in my worst moments.
5. My beautiful Anya, when she laughs that soulful laugh of hers.
6. My unconditionally loving mother, who is always always there for me and accepts me for who I am and never asks for anything in return.
7. Ice cream (this week, anyway)
8. The words of Shakespeare...can't even express how much they feed me.
9. My stand-in brothers (you know who you are) - male friends who fill the role of brother, supporting me, accepting me as I am, and inspiring me.
Posted by Keri at 8:46 PM