Did you ever have one of those days? Weeks? Even months? You know the kind, it seems that everything is going wrong or at the bare minimum…everything could be a lot better. I refer to these as rough patches. We’ve been in the middle of a current rough patch, one that I’m hoping will turn around soon. I know it’s necessary to have rough patches in order to enjoy the smooth road. Sometimes it’s hard.
The least of the worries are financial. Unexpected car repair (the kind that involves 2 tow trucks, 3 days in the garage and a small fortune), unexpected home repair (a few days of delays in a remodel and another small fortune), and daily concerns such as the price of gas and tuition payments.
The middle of the road worries included back problems for both my husband and I, a sick daughter and a scare with our dog (see post “worried about our girl”).
The big worries. Or should I say worry. Mortality. We have had the deaths of several friends and/or acquaintances enter our rough patch in the last several weeks, along with a handful of illnesses. My husband, while on the job, (he’s a probation officer) was involved in a scenario in which a young man shot himself. My mother and mother-in-law are showing signs of aging, which not only scares us, but petrifies them. All of this of course makes us reflect not only on their mortality, but also on our own. Big worries.
In order to work through a rough patch, I find it helpful to focus on beauty, hope and the everyday “good” in life. Each day is filled with wonderful things, there are just times we forget to look for them. Holding hands with your spouse, the laugh of your child, the beauty of nature, the smile of a stranger, the feel of the wind on your face, the antics of a squirrel. Sometimes you just have to take a deep breath and refocus. Our days on this planet are too short to be consumed with “what ifs”, negativity and “maybes”.
A few days ago, my husband, our dog and I took a walk around the property on our farm. The air had just the right amount of “nip” to it and the sun was starting to get low in the sky. The lighting among the trees was amazing. The leaves were still crunching under our feet and our thirteen year old dog romped like she was a puppy. Also on that day, we were still in some pain, my husband’s truck broke down on the way home from the farm (tow truck number 1) and our dog ended up not able to climb the steps after she overdid the physical activity. That is not what I’m going to remember. When I look back on that day, here is what I’ll see:
So when you’re in the middle of a rough patch, take the time to enhance and preserve the positive, really feel the hand that is holding yours, call a long-lost friend just to hear their voice, watch your pet’s face as you slowly scratch their head, gaze into your child’s eyes and see their flecks of soul or simply wrap your hands around a hot cup of cocoa and concentrate on how it warms your body as you drink it.
Rough patches are just that … patches. They will pass. But while they’re here, we can help them make less of an impact on our lives by refocusing. The refocusing will eventually lead to recharging. Can’t we all use a recharge every now and then?