On holiday I am overcome by words and stupidity. The hustle and bustle of rushing around is not good for me. Today I wrecked the car. Of course I feel badly. Icy driveway. Dang it.
But it is all done. Slowly I am withdrawing from the "Mama Fixes Stuff" mode and it has taken decades. Why do mothers think they should do it all? What crap is that? What makes us so defensive and so nutty as to think we can work against fate, lucky and karma to make it all wonderful for our children or grandchildren? It must me an ancient DNA link from when our young died from an infected tooth or some malady that made no sense.
Lots of stuff still makes no sense. Why does it have to? Nothing makes sense. My motto is Keep Calm and Keep Walking. I hope that works for 2012 as it has not worked for this December.
Anyway, fight on as best you can, take fun where you can and love when you can. Happy Happy and Merry Merry to each and every one of you. Critters too.
