I got a call about 1am from my younger daughter Emily.
“Mom, call Katie! I can’t hear you, it’s too loud where I am. This is Alyssa’s phone, mine is dead, i can’t help Katie because I don’t have my car. I can’t hear you. Just call her”
I hung up and called Katie.
She was in a car accident, she was alone and waiting for the police. She had hydroplaned getting off of an exit on the highway and hit a guardrail.
Katie sounded ok, just shaken and told me she was alright and would call me back.”
I’m writing this to you right now from the emergency room. Katie is sleeping and we are waiting to get the reading from the x-rays.
Back to the story… I had my grand daughter Lilly sleeping over. I couldn’t have easily jumped in the car and gone to Katie, but thank God she was ok… so, for the moment, i didn’t have to go anywhere so I fell back to sleep.
At 4am I got another call,
Katie: “mom, I’m not ok.”
Me: “Where are you?”
Katie “I’m home, I thought I was ok, I’m not.”
I live with my sister. The best thing for me to do was wake her up so I didn’t waste any time bringing Lilly home.
So I woke up my sister & she came into my room and got into my bed with Lilly.
Before I woke her I got dressed, splashed water on my face, ran a brush through my hair and explained to Lilly (who had woken up) that I had to leave but that Aunt Maria would be there with her.
The night before Lilly and I had gotten home about 10pm, we were out with other family members watching my sister and brother sing at a local restaurant.
I stopped at the grocery store on the way home, bought Lilly some ice cream (her bribe for leaving the festivities) and we were both tired and ready for bed!
It was cold, raining, muddy and foggy. We stripped out of our wet coats, hats and boots in the kitchen which is just inside the back door.
Lilly was very anxious for her ice cream but she knew we had to clean up our mess in the kitchen before it was ice cream time.
Picking up our coats and hats and wiping the bottom of my boots off with a paper towel, I decided to leave her little boots by the back door and dropped everything else in my room.
I got Lilly’s pjs out of the bag Emily had packed for her and dressed her right there in the kitchen.
Lilly continued to patiently wait for her ice cream while I put on her pajamas and got her set up in my bed.
My phone was set to Netflix and “Boss Baby” was her pick.
I didn’t want to put my clothes in the hamper or my boots away in the closet. She was so patient waiting for her ice cream so I left my clothes on the bed, put my pajamas on and went into the kitchen for her ice cream.
I put a towel on Lilly (to save my bedding from strawberry shortcake ice cream crunches) and handed her the “good humor“ ice cream bar.
I then put my things away and by that time she was finished.
We brushed our teeth and I got into bed next to her and we promptly fell asleep.
Then the calls came in…
When I was getting ready to get Katie, I was reminded of how I take for granted the way I live now.
I didn’t have to search for my keys or purse. I knew where my charger was and I didn’t have to be embarrassed to have my sister go into my room with the baby.
There were a few things I had to quickly put in their places, so I did and I left the house thinking of you.
There was a time when I didn’t live this way. There was a time that I needed someone to come into my home because I had no choice and was mortified.
The feeling was so vivid I could recall it right now and still feel it to my core.
I also remember panic looking for keys and shoes desperately needing to get out of the house for an appointment or a beeping horn. Horrible… no one should live that way and it was what I used to say all the time to myself, outloud.
“No one should live this way.”
I didn’t want to, and I DID try to make it different. I thought there was something wrong with me because I couldn’t make it stick, ever.
There was nothing wrong with me. I simply didn’t know how to do it differently.
I could clean a house, but I couldn’t keep it that way, I could get the dishes and laundry done but they mounted just as fast.
I figured out that homemaking is a learned skill and everyone isn’t born knowing it, just like everyone isn’t born musical or good with numbers.
It’s nothing to be ashamed of, it’s something we should have been taught.
The thing is, most of Us were “taught”… An attempt was made as we were growing up and I’m sure you are doing the same thing or have done the same thing with your children.
“Go clean your room.”
“Pick up that mess”
Put away your toys… clothes… books… shoes…”
When you are right brained you think differently than the mainstream.
We learn differently.
So the left brain training in the world won’t help us improve.
We hear all their instruction like Charlie Brown hears his teacher… “wa,wa,wa,wa, wa!”
If you say to yourself all the time,
“No one should live this way”
“we’re going to clean the house up and this time it’s going to stay that way!”
If you don’t want to experience the horror of a family member or stranger needing to help you in an emergency do something about it now.
We don’t have to wait till we hit the bottom to do something about what we want or how we live.
We can choose to trick fate.
There are 2 doors in front of you right now.
Door number 1 and door number 2.
Which one will you walk through?
The door that has today and yesterday and the day before waiting for you behind it?
Or the door with a new bright future, filled with hope, surety, direction and focus, filled with a language you understand and instruction you can implement with joy?
Katie just woke up & ironically she was saying how it was one of the things she thought of when she called me to come get her.
That she was thankful her home was tidy and that it would be easy for her to tell anyone who had to go in there to get anything for her where to look for it..
And when she gets home to convalesce (6 broken ribs 3 of which are displaced and a broken sternum. Yeah… ouch!) she will be able to navigate easily and cozily, looking forward to her bed and kitchen, bathtub and living room.
It’s no small luxury to live in a home you’re proud of.
…All of that to tell you…
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