It's Halloween night. Trick or treating is over by now. My thoughts go out to every teacher and paraprofessional tomorrow. The day after Halloween is never the easiest when you work in a school. Sugar can be quite the drug.
Halloween was fun as a kid and it was fun as a young adult. During my dark years of infertility, Halloween was excruciating. I wrote about it here, calling it the hardest day of the year.
And now... It's... Fine. Plain old fine. Not a big deal either way. I enjoy seeing costumes and I love eating candy. And... That's about it.
But that in itself is a miracle.
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And it doesn't end there.
Here's another Halloween miracle: I talked to my mom yesterday morning for over an hour. I talked to her for an hour last week too. And the week before that. In fact, we've gotten in the routine of talking on Saturday mornings for a couple of months now.
We are both very thankful for this change in our historically challenging relationship.
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It's moments like these (Halloween doesn't hurt anymore? And my mother and I are talking frequently?) that remind me that I don't know the future and that's okay.
Hmmm... Maybe everything that I am feeling doomsday-ish about won't actually happen...
But even if the worst does happen, I will survive.
And do my best to thrive.
I am happy for you <3
ReplyDeleteA perfect Halloween post! You're so right. We never know exactly what is going to happen. It'll never be all bad or all good. But knowing we can get over the hardest times and still thrive and find joy is wonderful.
ReplyDeleteThat's wonderful! I'm so glad it was a good Halloween, and you are forging a new connection with your mom. Ah, doomsday-ing. So hard not to do. But it's true, you never know what's possible!
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