Ups and downs.
Good and bad.
I could fill a page with the common metaphors. A recent dinner conversation with the kids touched on this very subject. 'Without the bad we couldn't recognize, let alone appreciate, the good.'
We pray that the down times aren't devastating but know that with God's help we'll get through even those. We celebrate the joyous times and float along with the day-in-day-out 'normal' times. If we're lucky, the 'normal' times are pretty good by themselves. Mine are, and for that I know I am blessed.
Last Saturday I sat down to write about the wonderful day we had. It was very simple. Nothing special in many ways. Yet it was idyllic to me. I couldn't get it down in writing quite right so it never got posted. I'm sure I was trying to complicate it too much. I tend to forget the KIS philosophy of simplicity.
Last Saturday was a beautiful, cool, early spring day. Ken and the kids built a secure area for our cat, Mischief, to have her kittens. I baked bread for the first time in a long while - a true simple pleasure. Favorite tunes playing, singing along, enjoying the time in my kitchen. Conversation with my oldest son - just a 'feel-good' day. Later we went out for some general errands. Silly for such a simple day to stand out that way, but it did.
Sunday was Easter. Joyous, introspective, contemplative. Later an unexpected invitation to dinner at my mother-in-law's home with my brother-in-law and his family, and later, Rob, Elisa, and Zach arrived home, safe, from a week's vacation.
Balance...
Monday brought unexpected pain and turmoil to our oldest daughter, and in turn, to us. Parenting doesn't stop when one's child reaches 18, moves out, marries, etc. There is no 'off' button to those feelings, those habits.
The week continued with less drama but with the see-saw balance clearly evident. Tuesday a trip to the theater with Abbey and her friend, Sylvia, to see the new Hannah Montana movie and a bit of shopping with oldest son afterward. Wednesday brought a midday answer-to-prayer when my grandson, Matthew, arrived. He lives in Texas and we haven't seen him in months and it was the first time all 3 of my grandchildren were together. Thursdayevening our neighbor alerted us to where Mischief was keeping her 4 kittens and we were able to bring them home. Friday was a back-and-forth battle over where Mischief would keep the kittens (she's finally comfortable with the area we built and seems content there now - as long as we keep our garage door closed).
And so it goes...an unexpected bill in the mail, a phone call sharing good news. A worrisome situation with a loved one, a better-than-expected medical report. Doing well on Weight Watchers, making positive changes in one area and not-so-positive in others. Prayer and praise. Joy and pain. Balance.
As a side note...or then again, maybe a relevant note...
As I'm writing this we are traveling on I-85 to Charlotte, NC for an outing with our daughter and her family. In a case of mistaken-white-minivan, we were pulled over. Fortunately Ken was given a warning and not a ticket for speeding. He was also given a warning when pulled over a few months ago (that time for cause). Me, well, I didn't get a warning - I got a ticket. Needless to say this is a teasing issue in our family. So, let's just say I'm very glad Kenneth got a warning just now and not a ticket that he would have to fight but hey, this is getting old
Wishing you a well-balanced week.