When the world is heavy

A quick trip into the grocery store for one item turns into over an hour of listening and advising two friends who want to help a third friend. My heart is already broken from news earlier in the day of a friend’s passing from this world – cancer again. What started out as a beautiful fall morning with a short but invigorating walk quickly turned dark and sad.

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I went through the motions of my responsibilities. I slugged through the morning hours, hearing of yet another loss of life, and I felt the pain pierce my heart for a mother’s loss this time, a woman I didn’t know and yet her agony reached invisible lines to imbed itself with the rest. My shoulders felt the weight, and then the Internet went out and I wanted to cry.

And doesn’t that sound silly?

“I’m just so heavy with burdens right now,” I said to my husband. “The Internet is a ridiculous thing to be upset about, but I guess it’s that one thing I feel like I can control, perhaps. That I am allowed to get angry about, because if I’m angry about the Internet, I don’t have to feel all the rest of it.”

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I thought the modem was fried, so that is what I went to the store for when I ran into the young ladies who needed advice. And there was such a huge part of me that wanted to run as soon as I realized we weren’t just exchanging pleasantries. “I’m busy! I have to go! Call me!” But there was that other part of me that was too tired already, to burdened to even make the effort to walk on. I resigned myself to listening, and I don’t mean that I was upset or annoyed, but rather I was literally afraid of taking on one more heartbreaking piece of news.

And, of course, it was a heartbreaking piece of news.

When I dragged myself in the door over an hour later, I just sighed at my husband.

And then, it wasn’t the modem after all. Which was good, because it was an expense I couldn’t really afford but would have to in order to work, but it also meant possibly a bigger problem. And so I made the call I didn’t want to make, and within five minutes, I was frustrated beyond belief when the “Unplug the phone cord” part of the procedure began.

“Look,” I said, “I’ve already cycled it through. I’ve done this. It’s not my modem. I’ve been online since 1999 and I know this is a line issue, so I am just asking you to check the status on the lines and send me a tech.”

Yes, I realize how ridiculous I sounded. And how rude. And yes, I’m not proud of myself. To the lady’s credit, she stayed calm and cheerful, which added to how badly I felt. Perhaps I wanted to pick a fight so I could work out my pain, I don’t know, but halfway through the hour-(and one minute!)-long call, I took a deep breath and apologized to her.

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“I’m having a terrible day and the Internet isn’t what I’m upset about and I’m sorry I’m taking it out on you. You’ve been very kind and respectful, and I appreciate that. Thank you.”

And just like that, I felt a little better. Because pain doesn’t diminish when we lash out at others; love and kindness matter in all circumstances.

The next evening, I was called out on my first domestic violence scene (I’m a victim advocate). I had just talked with my daughter about my heavy heart, so naturally, I received a call out. It was more of the same – more pain, more sadness, more of something I can’t fix. But then I came home late in the night, watched a short comedy to relax my heart, talked with my husband, and then went to sleep. Today, the alarm didn’t go off so we were running late, and my body wasn’t up for a long walk or run, and all the same pains are still there. But as heavy as it is, life keeps going on, and I with it, and so instead today I am focusing on telling instead of carrying, smiling instead of crying, and loving instead of anger.

When the world is heavy, I hope you too can find your place in the sun.

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Little Man G {Woodland Park Newborn Photography}

Get ready to get your “Awwwwww…!” on. Nine days after this gorgeous (yes, I said it) little guy was born, I had the honor of being able to visit and take some newborn shots of him. This gorgeous (yes, I said it again!) baby is the firstborn of my beautiful friends, Eric and Heidi.

You ready for this?

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I love the two very different moods in these –

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Serious sweetness. Oh my heart…

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And a few glimpses of behind the scenes, where Mama is also a photographer, and I do love catching others capturing a moment –

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Looking back on September

A few things I learned –

If you set a goal and then fall behind, you don’t have to just quit and start over again later. Just pick up where you left off. It’s OK! (I set a goal to walk every single day in September. By Day 3, I was terribly sick — probably from trying to push this goal on Days 1 & 2 — so I stayed in bed a few days. Then later, I had a medical test done that left me on my back – literally! – for days. So, no walking. I could have just said “OK, let’s readjust this goal to fit October instead,” but I didn’t. I just picked up and kept going. Perfection isn’t the goal.)

It’s OK to do things your way.

Rest or rest may be forced upon you. When you’re sick, just rest. Don’t try to power through. The more you resist, the longer you may be sick. Just give in, crawl into bed, and let your body do its thing!

Life is full of the unexpected. Be flexible, keep your heart open, and the answer is love — always love (thank you, Dana).

Snapshots of the month –

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Oh, and there was this –

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In September, I wrote the following at MiddlePlaces.com

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Did anything amazing, exciting, or beautiful happen for you in September?

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The other uses for reflectors

Photographers use reflectors to, well, reflect light. But often, they can double as resting spots for toddlers.

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Or as a backdrop — totally the child’s idea.

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And not to be forgotten, the reflector cover can be used as a blanket!

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In a child’s world, imagination reigns, and I love when I get to be there to capture it.

*The photographer in these shots is Micaela of Reminder Photography, one of our awesome P.E.P. group members.

Related: Reflectors are fun for adults, too!

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