If you think about it, there's quite a bit I could choose to write about. Our world is seriously messed up right now. It's easy to get caught up in the horrible news stories and get truly scared about what the future holds. However, call me crazy, but I don't think that's any kind of way to live life. I could take my recent miscarriage as a sign this world is too awful to bring a child into. I could spend hours on social media arguing with complete strangers about basically anything. Look around and you'll find someone who disagrees with you on every opinion you have. But, as I've said many times, what does this accomplish?
Nothing.
It accomplishes nothing.
I'm not going to sit here and give suggestions about what to do instead, that is up to everyone as individuals. Honestly I don't want to write yet another commentary on the state of things today. There's plenty of those already.
I want to write about things that make me, and others happy. Since I last posted, as I mentioned earlier, I did have a miscarriage. It was early and completely different from what happened last February. It was excruciating (physically) and put me in the hospital for my first ever real surgery if you don't count having my wisdom teeth removed back in junior high. Husband and I decided to be open about what happened in order to start a dialogue and take away some of the stigma that seems to be attached to miscarriage. Since it happened, countless people have come out of the woodwork to tell me that they, too, had miscarried at some point. If it is so common, why do we have that stigma? I don't get it. It's the same with mental illness, but I've already covered that plenty of times previously.
On a happier note, our house is looking more and more like a home. I painted the cabinets in two of our three bathrooms the same gray I used on our top kitchen cabinets. That dang oak is literally everywhere here. The only bathroom left is the master, but I fear I don't have enough paint leftover to do it, and I don't really want to buy another can for just that small project. Sigh...
Husband's little brother got married last Friday, that was one crazy day. Thankfully it didn't rain. Still the bride and groom were obviously on cloud nine and that's what really matters. It'll be nice for things to slow down and get back to more of a normal rhythm now. We had three weddings in a row in the weekends leading up to Husband's brother's wedding. And throw the miscarriage in there and it's been a really wacky few weeks. That's pretty much what's been going on since I last wrote, generally my life isn't that exciting. I know this post is all over the place, but it's all I've got right now.
