Rest

Oh my. There's so much in this life that I wish I could prepare you adequately for. I want so badly to be able to lay it out for you succinctly and give you an accurate picture, one you will not only be able to recognize coming but navigate through and come out the other side victorious. I'm asking a lot of both of us aren't I? I have to realize that's not only an incredibly high expectation of myself but of you too. Not only am I expecting me to be able to narrow all of life's twists and turns into concise blog-bites or moments of time that occur after school yet before bedtime, but I'm also expecting that you'll be able to understand how the world works to such a degree that you'll grasp it all so much better than it's ever been grasped before. I smile thinking of you in that way. So much better at life than the rest of us. But you're not my loves. Hey, don't frown that wasn't a put down. It was meant to take some of the pressure off actually. There must be enormous pressure behind the expectation of perfection. I don't want that put on you and certainly not put on you by me. So you aren't going to grasp the intricacies of life through this blog or even through conversations with me. It's not going to save you from the pain of living and making choices and from living with the consequences of how life changes after those choices. What I hope it does however is offer you an oasis....a retreat from the storm. A place where you know that you're not alone. You don't have to have the answers. You don't have know it all. You don't have to be strong any longer than is absolutely necessary.

Come.

Sit down and rest. We could both probably use it.