I have 15 minutes before we’ll be heading out the door for the hospital again. Hopefully it will be the last time for a little while, although I can’t be sure. Nothing seems certain these days..
I seem to be on this emotional roller coaster with a few things- Thankfully nothing related 100% to me (oher than the emotions part) but I know that there are at least some people in this world who ‘get’ how I feel.
Sometimes- I bounce back and forth between thinking that being so empathetic is a curse, while other times I think it’s a good thing. I am a firm believer that we should all be empathetic, but I often think I have enough for several people- When I feel others hurting- I hurt. It’s just who I am- I’ve tried to change it, but now accept it- but sometimes, when I feel that so many are hurting and struggling for various reasons- it feels like a curse.
There are always lessons to learn and silver linings to find- and for that- I’m grateful.
I’m also grateful to those who ‘get it’, because that tells me that maybe I’m not coo-coo after all.