Sarah has said, over and over, that your true friends are the ones that know your "crazy" and love you anyway.
This morning, i woke up to a slow Saturday morning, after a non-stop 2 week run (of some very good, and very hard things)...
...arriving back in Kolkata
...4th of July party
...Jeff and Anna arrived
...the BKPaul "end of the world as we know it" party
...moving out of BKPaul
...saying goodbye to Brooke
...figuring out what all my new responsibilities are with Brooke's departure and with Beth's upcoming departure
...jet lag
...lots of bad nights of sleep
...lack of internet at home (making it tough to get some work stuff done, and to connect w/ friends/family in the ways i usually do)
...trying to process lots of different changes - with no emotional capacity to do so.
...you know, one of those seasons where the combination of all you're trying to work out is just too much...and you'd be fine with one less thing, but you don't have one less thing.
...and then one more thing lands on your plate...and you quickly discover "the straw that broke the camel's back." or , "the one more bit of news that sent you sailing from "managing" to "crazy" in a split second."
...and you declare, "this is too much. i don't know why, but this is it. and it's too much."
...and you know you're being irrational.
...and emotional.
...and you know you'll be fine eventually.
...but it doesn't seem like it at that exact moment.
...you show your crazy.
to the people you trust.
(it's their mixed joy/burden to be trusted with these moments.)
and they let you be crazy.
they let you say what you need to say
and feel what you need to feel.
they listen.
and they point you to something else.
they remind you that you're going to be okay.
and this is going to work out fine.
and they tell you they love you.
and they are with you
and they support you (even if they don't understand fully why you feel like you do (and you probably don't either, honestly).
that's the kind of week i had this week.
where the flood gates burst, and you can't "hold it together" anymore.
...and you find your community around you.
up to their knees in your crazy.
standing with you.
oh...i am so blessed by these relationships.
This morning, i woke up to a slow Saturday morning, after a non-stop 2 week run (of some very good, and very hard things)...
...arriving back in Kolkata
...4th of July party
...Jeff and Anna arrived
...the BKPaul "end of the world as we know it" party
...moving out of BKPaul
...saying goodbye to Brooke
...figuring out what all my new responsibilities are with Brooke's departure and with Beth's upcoming departure
...jet lag
...lots of bad nights of sleep
...lack of internet at home (making it tough to get some work stuff done, and to connect w/ friends/family in the ways i usually do)
...trying to process lots of different changes - with no emotional capacity to do so.
...you know, one of those seasons where the combination of all you're trying to work out is just too much...and you'd be fine with one less thing, but you don't have one less thing.
...and then one more thing lands on your plate...and you quickly discover "the straw that broke the camel's back." or , "the one more bit of news that sent you sailing from "managing" to "crazy" in a split second."
...and you declare, "this is too much. i don't know why, but this is it. and it's too much."
...and you know you're being irrational.
...and emotional.
...and you know you'll be fine eventually.
...but it doesn't seem like it at that exact moment.
...you show your crazy.
to the people you trust.
(it's their mixed joy/burden to be trusted with these moments.)
and they let you be crazy.
they let you say what you need to say
and feel what you need to feel.
they listen.
and they point you to something else.
they remind you that you're going to be okay.
and this is going to work out fine.
and they tell you they love you.
and they are with you
and they support you (even if they don't understand fully why you feel like you do (and you probably don't either, honestly).
that's the kind of week i had this week.
where the flood gates burst, and you can't "hold it together" anymore.
...and you find your community around you.
up to their knees in your crazy.
standing with you.
oh...i am so blessed by these relationships.
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