“Once you choose hope, anything’s possible.”
― Christopher Reeve
Why is it that way after the fact, things that at the time SUCKED, seem comical? And how can we learn to speed up this process of laughing at things/situations/ourselves?
I have so many examples, but I’ll tell you just one for now. I was just talking to a Supermom about it so it’s on my mind: my chronic, RELENTLESS, exhausting, and depressing nausea during all five of my pregnancies.
Oh.
My.
God.
It was so awful. And every single day I’d be like, “Today’s the day! I’m gonna feel GREAT!”
By nightfall, I’d be lying on the hard wood floor, exhausted from the nausea, tears streaming down my face, preparing myself to sprint to the bathroom, where I’d throw up 20 times. Like clockwork. At 8 pm every single night.
At the time it was debilitating (and I of course continued to parent my other children, teach, run PPY, and write), and now, in retrospect, it’s funny. How and why is that?
Perspective. And time.
So now, when I’m going through something challenging — like I was this morning (too private for even me to put out there) — I try to remind myself that this too shall pass, and I’ll even be able to laugh at it.
It helps. And I’ve noticed that I am recovering faster and faster. And garnering the spiritual lesson more easily and clearly.
Best ever.
Have the best day ever!
Namaste!
Taylor plus 5