Friday

Whoaaa… the doubt is real. We just destroyed something we held onto for so long. Maybe even decades. Could this be the end? All our planning. We just took a sledgehammer to the thing and now… we have plans to rebuild. Plans that we are hopeful will unfold in a way that brings us a return on our investment. Our money, our time, our sweat. Oh, so much sweat.

can we do this?

I took a sledgehammer to a framework I had built for myself because I knew it was time for something new. It hurt. Like, it hurt a lot. The doubt was real. I gained a life partner. We added some kids to our lives. We bought our first home. I switched trades while always honing a craft.

We lost a brother. We felt like a landslide took us out. We tried to get healthy. I wanted to isolate.

HUMANS MOVE SO FAST

so #^@<!ng fast

I recovered. I wrote some tunes. I wanted to heal. I watched others around me struggle. A mother, my mother, really started to struggle.

WE LOST OUR MOTHER

what the actual #^@<

Often this causes me to tremble, and yet we feel so supported. Our communities showed up for us. We just keep doing the next right thing. Life is full of so much light and dark, all at the same time.

but the dark is sooo dark

Spring. Yes Spring! Here we are! Don’t we want to rush to joy? To church on Sunday. To the vibrant pastel colors. To Easter brunch. Oh, how I love Sunday brunch.

let’s pause.

Let’s take a moment to reflect and contemplate the doubt that is so real.

what if the world is a hopeless place?

This is my Friday playlist.

✉︎ i would love to hear yours ✉︎