Friday, April 16, 2010

Nowhere to go but up

When you're at the bottom of a pit, the best thing you can do is look upward toward the sky. Hopefully, there's sunshine up there and you don't get rain up your nose, right?

So I've been contemplating what to do with this blog. How many rounds of woe-is-me can I really write about? I think even I have reached my limit.

I've reviewed the blogs I like to READ...and they all seem to have something in common...they are all insanely positive. How's that for an unexpected surprise, huh? They all highlight small bits of life (often in photos) and make me slow down and take it in...minute by minute.

I think I'm going to give it a try here...if for nothing else than to try to focus my brain on something/anything good in every single day. Sure, I'm sure there will still be a lot of retread grief posts...it's my way of working through the grieving process. But maybe I won't want to slit my wrists if I just TRY to balance it with something positive.

Right now I'm off to arrange a time to pick up my baby's ashes...

3 comments:

Sara said...

Looking forward to it. I think cataloging the positive will help, but like you said, some grief ones will be necessary too. Much love to you.

kate said...

(((((hugs)))). So you are saying you don't like my blog, huh? Because i can't say i count as insanely positive.

I do think cataloging the positive can help, or at least, can't hurt. Like the pic of Myles with the cheese fries. :)

Cass said...

I know that you may not see it now, but you are an inspiration to many, many people. The pure fact that you can even type at this point is inspirational; you can get up and get out of your bed...now that's inspirational!
You do what you feel you need to do to be able to breathe again if it's whats going to help you to keep going!
{{HUGS}}

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