I have been being called out to the water for a few months now but the weather keeps getting in my way along with busy schedules of course. The other day I finally found the cutest beach to go to and I have to admit I felt a sense of being home. How can someone who has never lived on the water feel so completely at home when near it? Still havent gotten out onto a boat yet, and I may have to admit that I wont be able to this year.
But the serenity I found while staring out at its vastness is unmatched. The way my heart calmed to listen to the beat of the surf lapping on the sand.
Watching my middle sons excitement as he learned to battle against the waves made my heart swell. He feels it too. That calling. That need to be there. My oldest fights and complains about the sand, the youngest is scared to get too far in since she doesnt like water in her face.
To find something to tame the one wild child tho makes it even better. Id go back with him right now if I wasnt chained to this work chair by the shackles of being an adult.
Happy Independence Day Chicago!
*not my picture*
Its amazing how our mental health levels can be affected by even the smallest change around us.
So many people discuss mental health as if it is nonexistant, or something to be talked about behind closed doors. However I have never noticed it to be any different then any other organ in our body.
When our pancreas can’t make insulin for us, we accept that it needs medicine and training without convincing them that they are just making it up.
And yet mental health, which affects every single one of us in its own way, gets judged.
My mental health journey is like a never ending roller coaster. Sometimes I’m coasting a straight(ish) line where everything stays pretty even keeled.
Then there are the sharp curves that you are moving too fast to be able to predict, or change. It doesnt matter which way it curves since it keeps you on the same level plane but it sure does make you scream and tense up.
Inevitably there are the build ups and quick falls. Those are the true tests in my opinion. Those are the things that determine what type of grit you are made of.
There is not one person alive that can say that they don’t feel the changes in their mental health from time to time.
Sure some handle it calmly and can keep it to themselves but it doesnt make them better in any way. The world is meant to be made up of unique souls so its nothing to be ashamed of.
Honestly learning how to handle yourself in these tests is the real fight. No I don’t mean learning how to HIDE them.
How to HANDLE them.
How to grow BECAUSE of them.
How to handle others around us going thru them.
How to realize that just because we can’t always SEE them, does not give us reason to not believe they are there.
Sometimes it is all about find your happy spot.