Tuesday, July 9, 2013

Wide-Eyed

I'm tired, and yet...

My mind won't shut off.  I have a dozen different problems bouncing around in my head and each of those potential predicaments has its own corresponding series of solutions and resolutions.  It's like flipping through a Choose Your Own Adventure book as I ponder and process each riddle and analyze the myriad of possible results, not one of which will see resolution tonight as I lay wide-eyed and awake, staring up at the ceiling.  My worrying and wondering serve no real purpose except to provoke me to tossing and turning ... and stirring up more imaginary puzzles and obstacles to fret over.

Enough.

I pray, again, asking for peace and patience and perspective as we wait for the house to sell and wait for the "big move" and wait for the right house and wait for the right school and wait for the right church...

Enough.

Breathing deeply, I force my lids to close.  Slowly, I trace the number "one" with my mind's eye and move on to "two" and then "three"...

What about the moving trucks?  What if...

Shhh..."four", "five"...

I need to get more of the kitchen packed, but most everything that's left is what we use each day...

"Six", "Seven"...


Don’t worry about tomorrow. 
It will take care of itself. 
You have enough to worry about today.  
Matthew 6:34


"Twenty-two", "Twenty-three"...

And then finally, sleep, sweet sleep.




Courtesy of Camerondgarriepy Tumblr.

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Linking up with Write at the Merge this week - 500 words inspired by the picture above. 



10 comments:

  1. I hear ya... Remember, we can only be in the 'now.' It's the hardest and the easiest place to be. Be.

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    1. Thanks, Mom. I knew you'd identify. Looking forward to seeing you tomorrow!

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    1. I'm afraid many of us let our brains keep us away. Thanks for visiting!

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  3. I'm glad you were able to shut your brain down. Lord knows I think we have all been there, but I literally just moved on the 1st and can viscerally feel the pressure and stress of moving. I thought this really captured the frantic and yet quiet feeling that insomnia brings.

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    1. Thank you ... and apparently if you survived moving, we will, too! Such a frazzling time and this has been drawn out far longer that we had hoped, resulting in extended stress and pressure. It was good to let off some steam with some writing.

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  4. Arrgh, if I haven't been there for the last two weeks. SO MUCH GOING ON! I can't help it. I live in fear I'm forgetting something.

    Excellent post, as always.

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    1. This was a good way to process and de-stress a bit during this crazy time ... getting it on paper and out of my head. Thanks for your kind words!

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  5. I like how you used the prompt. We've all been there. Hope it settles down for you soon!

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  6. Oh how I hear you! I wear a big, invisible, hat just to ward-off all the problems that keep falling on my head. Of course, when the hat is removed, each issue comes charging at my mind in the middle of the night.

    Somehow, it will all fall into place. Eventually. That's what I keep hoping.

    And, I wish the same for you!

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