Today didn’t start out well, and it only got worse:

 

I had trouble posting a blog for Lisa Scott’s new children’s book, so I wasted an hour and never could get it right.  I had to settle for a post I wasn’t happy about.

 

After that, I received an email that triggered me.  I don’t know why, but it touched a “wounded-inner-child” part of me and I felt really sad.   I am also aware that I’ve been stuffing sad feelings over the fact that my dad’s health seems to be worsening, while certain relationships in our family have not been repaired.  I feel a sense of time running out.  Still, I didn’t let my feelings out….

 

Later in the morning I realized, Chipotle, my son’s new dog, had dug out of our yard again.  I went racing all over the neighborhood trying to track her down.  I finally dragged her back home and put her inside the house, but now I was late for an appointment on the other side of town.  The tears trickled out…..

 

Trying to re-group, I veered through road construction, and tried to figure out if I was headed the right direction. Finally, I drove east towards the Tech Center and prided myself on only being 5 minutes late.  But then flashing red and blue lights caught my eye so I pulled over.  The officer informed me that I was driving 46 mph in a school zone.  Now, I was sobbing….

 

As the officer wrote out my ticket, I telephoned my appointment to let them know I would be late.  They said my appointment was May 30^th, not April 30^th.  By then, I was hyperventilating, wiping my face, and putting on my sunglasses so the police officer wouldn’t think I was crazy (I mean, I’m somebody’s counselor, for goodness sake).

 

He handed me my ticket, and kindly told me he reduced my speed by 2 mph so that it would cut my fine and points in half.  Still, it’s $200 and 4 points.  Yikes!

 

I was polite to him, but remarked that this had been the topper for the day.  He smugly laughed, and said, “Slow Down! You have a whole month!”  Ha ha. 

 

Someone must have known I needed a good cry.  I cried for 19.2 miles -  all the way home.  And boy did it feel good.

 

My friend Gina always says to ask yourself, “Would this be funny if it was happening to someone else?”  I soundly decided it wouldn’t.  At least not yet. 

 

What’s the point of this post?  I don’t know. Maybe it’s a way for me to decompress.

 

I think of John Bradshaw’s words of wisdom….he says the word “emotion” is about movement: e-motion.  God didn’t give us these feelings to stuff.  We’re supposed to let them out.  And move forward.

I found out the hard way.

 

 

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4 Responses to “The Terrible Horrible No Good Very Bad Day”

1. on 30 Apr 2008 at 2:51 pm1Tiffany Stuart

   Sorry to hear about your day. May you find comfort knowing you are not alone. People care and are praying for you. I am sorry about your dad’s health. I understand your emotions. Both my parents have health problems. Hard ones and they are long distance. I hate not being close to help out.

   Sad about your dog, that’s happened to us more times than I can count. That is a HUGE stressor.

   And the ticket. Another stressor. Ugh! I’m so sorry. The timing is the worst I see. And wow, that’s a hard price to swallow.

   May God wipe your tears and send you love for the rest of this day!

   Rest.
   God sees and cares and weeps with you.

2. on 30 Apr 2008 at 8:08 pm2Jewel Sample

   It amazes me how God reminds us through our daily life events that we are human beings with a normal capacity to scale our emotions. Emotions that remind or teach us where we are, right now. Sometimes those emotional feelings help us become aware of our frustration toward an unmet goal, our love for another, as well as our capacity to feel compassion and risk our reputation of “having it all together” to rescue a lost animal. Our emotions also remind us that we have a breaking point, a place where we must take time to observe what is going on with us. A time to reflect, a time to change what we have always done if we want something else. Sometimes it just is. And that is okay too.

   I encourage you to be thankful for your day because it shows a woman’s vibrant life striving to meet the needs of others. How excellent it is to have a terrific, believable, very real, Very good Day?

3. on 02 May 2008 at 6:59 am3Gina Schreck

   Lucille,

   I have to say, lovingly, you are wrong. That was funny from another perspective. Being a month EARLY for an appointment and still rushing to get there! There’s the humor! I’m even sure that police officer also got a chuckle!

   Isn’t it funny that when we have that much on our plate we think everything is critical and we rush around like chickens with our heads cut off? I do this too often myself and lately I’ve been trying to pray in the midst of my chaos and ask for peace and perspective.

   “God has brought me laughter, and everyone who hears about this will laugh with me.” Genesis 21:6

   ~Gina Schreck

4. on 11 Jan 2009 at 9:35 am4Vanessa

   Days like that just compound in ugliness and poo! But without the bad days, we wouldn’t appreciate the good ones as much right

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