Shattering

Lately, I’ve been feeling like my world is shattering.  On. So. Many. Levels.

It’s not just the election, though that’s a big part of it, but it’s so much more. 

So many changes… so many things out of my control.

Let’s face it, that’s the hard part. Not having control. 

I’m also a fixer and some things aren’t mine to fix and that too is hard! When I see someone I love hurting I just want to make it stop and I want to fix it, but as I said, some things aren’t mine to fix… and that’s so hard for me to accept. 

And watching the people I love hurt is even harder… 

Hence my world shattering.

But in the shattering, there is still light. 

DH and I are as close as ever and maybe even more so.  

I’m still growing and learning, striving to be more to learn more and discover more.  

Life goes on even through the tears. 

“Joy comes in the morning.” But they never say that sometimes it’s takes a year’s worth of mornings to get there… or that it might come and leave in the same morning over and over again… 

But we just keep looking for the light in the little cracks of the shattering.