What do you do when the waves hit? What do you do when life comes at you so fast and relentlessly? The waves feel as consistent as the ocean recently. Non-stop, one after another. No break or chance to catch my breath before the next one hits.
I've retreated. Pulled away. It is subtle the way it works. One week of craziness is easily explained, then that moves into two and so on. Before you know it you have drifted down the beach away from everyone. Standing alone in the waves. Pulling away from others when that is what you probably need the most. Those around you to keep you from drifting. Those to pull up when the waves knock you down. Those to encourage you to keep surfing and not give up. But they get used to the drift as well. They know you are busy and trying to just survive so they give you space. The one week of space turns into two and then three and before you know it they are no longer in the picture.
Why do we choose the opposite of what we need? We need friends around, people who know the real us, people who love as relentless as the waves... we need community, but we choose isolation. We choose to go it alone. We choose to pretend things are fine. We talk ourselves into believing we are unique. No one else faces the waves. I have chosen those things recently.
So what do you do? I'm thinking the mountains sound good right about now. Screw the waves.
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