It is Monday. Yep, it is a Monday. I had big plans for today. A great blog post, clean house, some advanced cooking for the week completed, research for an organizing project… Big plans for a big week. Instead, I literally got knocked off my feet and my day derailed at 6:00 a.m.
I have two dogs. We have a love hate relationship. Most days I love them, but Monday and Thursday when I am cleaning and handling home maintenance I hate them. This morning, the cute white one, decided to attack the front window with vengeance and bark her head off. Now mind you, I had yet to get my first cup of coffee drunk.
I ran to the window, sandwich bread and knife in hand, to politely “shoo” the dog away from the window. About the moment I took my last step toward the window, the “lovable” black and white, thirteen year old, I guess now partially blind, dog decided to join in on the barking chorus and lunged straight through my legs. The leg already in mid air was propelled into the air forcing my other leg up off the floor. Sandwich bread and knife went flying, as did the rest of my body. I have a bulging disc in my neck which I am acutely aware of. In a moment of panic I decided it would be best to try to twist my body, as if at this age I have any control, and land on my side so as to avoid any further neck injury. I have no doubt it looked as ugly as it felt. I landed instead flat on my side, elbow and knee slamming into the hardwood floor. My neck popped as I tensed the muscles trying to keep my head upright. All I can say is that in an instant I became aware of every muscle in my body. Throbbing pain. I really didn’t want to cry. I wanted to fling two dogs out the window. Instead I cried. Mostly because I had fallen and couldn’t get up.
Have you ever been there? That moment in time when something bad happens, a mistake, a misspoken word. You go straight to negative, angry, bad. The hopes of the previous moment are gone. Your confidence, your strength. It flees. It so often amazes me – how quickly I can go from good to bad, how quickly I can begin to feel like a failure, the one person who can’t get it together, get the tasks done, spare the moments for the friend, laugh, find time for the hobby that feeds my soul. Been there? How is it I can get there so quickly?
I have battled the pain all day. Truth be known I have battled the ugly thoughts all day – not about the dogs, not about anyone, just about me. I have battled the urge to give in, to declare defeat. I have battled the tears of physical pain, mental fears and heartfelt hurts that Satan so quickly reminds me of in these moments. But I chose to push through today. I didn’t get it all done. The exercise meant to help me push back on the infringing age 50 got set aside. I could have stopped and stayed right there. There have been times I would have. Frankly it is easier. It’s not beneficial though. No, giving in to the fear of failure, the lost hope, the darkness never helps. How do I push through? I focus on what I can do. It wasn’t a lot today, but it was something. I made those calls to friends I knew were struggling needing a word of encouragement. I read back through the cards and notes I keep in my “special box”, words of encouragement from friends,clients and acquaintances. It’s hard. Pushing back, pushing through takes strength, commitment. The pain is still here. The tear still appear in an instant. But, the darkness is lifting. The lies brought on by thoughts of failure I are pushed back. Truth sets in. It slowly heals, like a salve gently pouring over the wound.
Friend, if you have had a terrible, no good, very bad day, stop and regroup. Remember who you really are. You are here for a purpose. Mistakes will happen. Falls will occur (let’s just hope not brought on by a dog). You learn. You keep going. It will hurt, it will be hard, but you are worth it. You were made to make a difference. You were made in God’s image, His child.
I am probably going to hurt more tomorrow. And I have a feeling I am still going to be thinking negative thoughts about these two stinking cute dogs. But the darkness of failure has passed. I’m learning. I’m gonna keep going.