My favorite pictue from my cross-country career isn’t even of me. It’s of my best friend Tyler. He is coming directly towards the camera at full stride. He is 3 miles into a 3.1 mile race and you can see it on his face. It’s the longest race on the toughest course, Rim Rock, and it has taken a toll on the man.
That is exhaustion.
That is the word that I finally was able to attach to my situation in life. I am exhausted. It seems like since Mom fell in September and went back in the hospital, life has been hectic. She wouldn’t ever really leave the hospital. My foot has been broke and I moved. Now all this hospital stuff and the question is offered: when will it all end? And what was I supposed to learn?
- There is more to life than accomplishment. I will work along time to pay off some medical bills and I thank God for the insurance payment i do make every month. Still if that was the end game I think I would go insane.
- It’s ok to show some emotion. At 24 I was physically unable to cry. Since Labor Day weekend, Mom’s entrance into the hospital, simple thing will bring me to tears. I just teared up at a text my cousin sent. I’m a mess.
- Everything is permissible, but not beneficial. In times of exhaustion, some will give great advice, others not so much. Learning to ignore the bad advice or support really takes the pressure off.
- Finally, knowing where your good support lies is invaluable. Not all support is good support. Some will force themselves into your crisis, ignoring boundaries and your wishes, and they will only add stress and add to your exhaustion. Others will simply set with you seven days and say nothing, just to be supportive.
Still learning and the list will continue to grow…