Life Is Just So.....Daily

That's on the front of a Mary Engelbreit card, and it's a line I've always liked. Because life isn't really made up of very many exciting, breathtaking moments. It's mostly the common, ordinary, usually boring, everyday kind of moments that are the main fabric of life. And right now those are including Round Two of the yucky flu with my youngest. He got sick on Monday in the early hours of morning---that horrible retching that awakens a mom from the deepest of sleep and launches her from bed. He seemed to be better yesterday, so I thought "that's that" and then he got it all over again this morning. He rarely gets anything---even a cold---and so this is just no fun for him. I can't say it's a day at the park for me, either. For two days everything's been out of sync...my workout, my errands, my plans. And I'm not resourceful like many---I don't seem to have a Plan B in my head. When Plan A goes haywire, I seem to let everything get all soupy and messy---my house, my habits, my diet, etc. I resolve to work out a Plan B.

So that hasn't been the most fun I've ever had. I guess it's payback for a fun time last week. My husband and I spent two days and nights in San Francisco while his parents stayed with the kids. It was so great. San Francisco was at its stunning best, and we thoroughly enjoyed ourselves. Our hotel was great (Hilton), the location was great (right in the middle of Chinatown, several blocks from Union Square), the weather was perfect (clear, sunny, warm)....just what I needed.

Maybe that was a storing-up time for these now not-so-pleasant days and for the discovery that a friend near and dear to my heart is apparently taking a direction in life that is leading and will lead her very far away from me. It has been exceedingly heavy on my heart these past few days, and I find myself in a sort of isolated place of grief, usually reserved for mourning someone who has died. But in some ways, it feels like that has happened or is in the process of happening. I purpose to be more optimistic and positive-feeling about it, but the dread inside me undermines my ability to do that very well. Life isn't always rosy and flawless....and mostly it's just so daily.