Crazy

Well, you’ve been writing them checks

That ain’t nobody gonna cash

And me finding out ain’t the only thing that’s fast around this town

But what goes around comes back around

You said lies on the loose

You thought nobody would catch

The way you’re reeling them in

Has got me throwing them back

Until I’m faded, until I’m wasted

‘Cause you ain’t who you were before

I don’t know you anymore, I see you

It’s still hard to believe it

I lost it all but my mind

The only thing that helps is time

Something’s wasted, And I can’t replace it

Someone save me, I’ve gone crazy

Sometimes I remind myself, I might have lost it all, but I found myself

~Colt Graves

I’ve had a lot going on, the last month or so. My Brooklyn graduated high school. I drove down to Knoxville, and helped Mikayla get moved back home, for the Summer. Mj is in Kansas, with Adam’s family, right now. I drove her to St Louis, where we met Adam’s youngest brother, and he brought her to Kansas. She’s been there a week now, and she’ll be flying back home next Monday. She’s been having a blast, with her cousins, Uncles, and grandma. Adam’s mom is doing as good as could possibly be, for what she’s going through. Her chemo will be finished in just a few weeks. Then, she’ll have a double mastectomy. Then, radiation.

Mikayla went to California, with her rocket club, a couple weeks ago. She spent 2 weeks in the desert, at a competition. It’s a very exclusive competition, where only 11 other colleges WORLDWIDE were invited to compete. She built a rocket she named “Phobos”, and Phobos had a successful launch! Unfortunately, the landing did not go as smoothly. Even so, it was a huge accomplishment for her, and I’m incredibly proud!

There is so much good and happy happening, and I’ve been choosing to focus on that. I won’t pretend the hurt or my sadness don’t manage to find their way into even the best moments. Those feelings are no longer allowed to suffocate me, though. As far as I’m concerned, that’s enough for now.

I’ve learned to accept things that aren’t easily understood. There’s no good explanation, but at this point, I suppose I really don’t need one. The losses I’ve felt are very real, but I’m realizing I’ve been grieving people that simply never existed. I remember reading once, about a young man in high school, who was knocked unconscious. He went onto college, where he met the love of his life. They married, bought a home, and started a family. One day, while he was alone in the house, he’d noticed a lamp sitting on the nightstand didn’t look right. It was upside down. As he stared at it, confused and mesmerized, it seemed to grow bigger and brighter. Until suddenly, he woke up on the ground, surrounded by his classmates. He was still a high school kid. He’d only been knocked out for about 10 seconds, but inside those fleeting moments, he’d lived out over a decade of his own life, only to discover it had all been inside his mind. There’d been no wife, children, house, or career. He was forced to reconcile with his grief over these memories and people he so dearly loved and missed, but in reality were never real. I believe I’m recognizing something very similar within myself, and the life I believed was mine. Unfortunately, some people will never be the person your heart and mind can be completely convinced they were. I ignored what was, while putting all my faith and trust into what I wanted. As much as I’ve told myself that I could be wise enough to be a good judge of character, it is absolutely clear that just isn’t the case. I’ve made the same mistake, more than once. My greatest regrets and guilt come from knowing that my inability to decipher between what and who truly are worthy of my love, trust, and time, has caused my family, my husband and our babies, to suffer with the same hard crash into a heartbreak I’m helpless to prevent or protect them from. That’s been a hard “pill to swallow”. All I can do now, is my best to pick up the broken pieces, and help my family do the same. I no longer will forgive and forget. Instead, I’m going to remember and recover. That’s how I will build the kind of safe and secure future I’ve always hoped for myself and my family. I can’t know exactly what will be written on the next pages of the story that is my life, but I can be certain of what won’t. Everyday that passes, I’m becoming more and more comfortable with that. I have to believe it’s all going to be alright, and accept I’ll get there when I’m meant to. I’m no longer only contemplating a future without everyone I expected to be there. There’s also now a past, without them. A whole year, and then some, of memories made that don’t include those people. And ya know what, I’m still here. I have a whole lot of family and friends who’ve stood right beside me through it, too. Like the song I chose today, I might of lost it all, but I found myself. I wish it didn’t have to be such painful lessons in life, which taught me most about who I am, what I need, and where I should go. I’ve been told, since I was a kid, I insist on learning the hard way. I suppose that’s probably accurate. Maybe, hopefully, there are no more big life lessons I’ll have to learn through this kind of heartache and hurt. God, I hope I’ve learned enough from this one. Enough to convince my God, karma, whoever’s in charge of administering this “justice” through the most painful of punishments I could never have even imagined I’d be reckoning with. I want to say, I can’t take anymore, but the truth is, I’ve endured much more than I believed possible. I’ve been tossed into holes I was sure I’d never be able to crawl up out of, and while I’m not quite all the way back out onto the solid ground I’m aiming for, I’m still climbing. I look down sometimes, and realize just how far I’ve come.