Thanks

Thank you all for some really encouraging comments. I am constantly struck how it is when we struggle in life that we mostly find a new sense of compassion and understanding for others. I am so grateful for this community in my life. I have not talked about how I took our conversation the other day but the three of us are close so I know I will bring it up soon.

Why are so many of us limited in how much we can handle emotionally from others? Are we really that incapable of being comfortable with death, grief or loss or even heightened emotions of any kind? Can we really not sit with raw emotion at all? I find myself pretending that I am fine because I am worried the person I am speaking with will be uncomfortable with how sad I still become at the thoughts of last November. Really? Is that what we have to do to get by in this world, hide how we feel and isolate even more??

I see news reports of other countries and when death happens, there is often a crowd of mourners, both men and women, weeping and anguishing in public. What are we missing to be able to accept this for ourselves and allow humanity to seep into our busy lives?

And judgment, do not get me started. Who cares how neurotic a newly pregnant woman is being....does it really affect you how she chooses to spend her pregnancy? Who cares if a woman co-sleeps or breastfeeds her toddler? Is it really your business to tell her what you deem best for her child? Who cares if a pregnant woman who has had previous trouble carrying to term decides to be more reserved and protective in her next pregnancy? Is it someone else's place to decide how sad I should be about losing such early pregnancies?

I am so furious that we even have the mental capacity to pass judgment. I judge internally and I am not proud of it. I am, however, trying with all of my might to be open and empathic to each person I am close to, regardless if I agree with what they are speaking of or not. It is not my place to be their critic. We all know we are our own worst critics. I just wish the world around me would soften up a little. Geez.

On a lighter note, I have to share what encompasses my days at work. We sing this song all day long as the girls learn to use the potty. I must say, with twins it seems like we spend all day on the potty. I tear up each time I watch them sit on their little potties singing "Potty, potty". I just love this time with them and I know it is coming to an end eventually. Wow, that was not a lighter note at all. At least the video is....