This week has pushed me to my limit. I'm not going to wax in a whiny tone about it all, as I believe that will do no good and deflate my already low mood, but let's just say I have experienced more death, pain, demands, illness, and destruction this week than most will see in a year, maybe even multiple years.
That is not hyperbole.
But, I've also made an effort to practice what I preach, and so through it all I tried to stay in the present, work on what I could control, and go through what came at me with the best mindset I could muster.
I was hanging in there, truly I was, until...the deer.
Now, in August of 2023 my car and I met a gigantic buck on my way to my baking shift at the theme park. It was the day after the hub's birthday and even though I got almost stopped, the giant buck sitting on my hood caused over $4K in damage to my little blue car.
The other night's encounter caused more than double that. My little, faithful, trusty car has been totaled.
I am not sentimental about material things, but I did truly like my little blue Constance Elantra. She got fantastic gas mileage, I owned her since she came off of the assembly line, she got my family to and from so many things, and I owned her outright. She was a good car.
I am more ecstatic that my son was okay as he was driving the car home at midnight when the accident occurred. No vehicle in the world matters as much as a human life. It was just the incident was yet another thing on top of the myriad of difficult things, and on top of it all having the crud and trying to navigate a full course load in college, let's just say that I am feeling pretty beat down.
But honestly, there are people all over the planet feeling beat down, and all this tribulation makes me want to do is give each and every one of them a hug and care and understanding.
So, for now I am going to count my blessings and retreat for a bit to heal up and help my hubs heal up. Mentally I am not too sorrowful about any one thing, I am just fatigued by the multitude that has been stacked upon my shoulders. Nothing a bit of rest and repose won't cure.
And if you are having a rough week out there, I want you to know you get all the compassionate vibes from this Kat. Sharing our mutual experiences is a get through it balm for us all.
