Whelming.

"When life gives you lemons..."

Well how do you complete that phrase?

Are you only thinking of adding the sugar to make the lemonade sweet, and the water to dilute the acidity? 

Do you want to throw the lemons back at life sometimes?

This past weekend it was raining lemons down on me -- lost my wallet (Kenneth Cole clutch with ID, credit cards, check card, health card, hair tie, metro card) on Friday and my cell phone's screen died on me on Sunday.  I did my taxes and that was.... well... depressing.  I have things that I need to be doing in order to prepare for my upcoming vacation (getting my passport renewed, getting clothing that fits me, getting bathing suit ready). I also have the April #GoTheDist challenge to think about, as well as trying to fill the Finding Your Fight: Intro to Boxing class (which is going s l o w l y).  And then there's my complicated-yet-uncomplicated romantic life causing all sorts of undue strife.

Whereas I used to immediately go into a panic and shut down, I find that there's an eerie sense of calm about me.  I know there is only so much I can do.  I know that shoving food in my mouth isn't going to help me. I know that trying to solve every problem all at once will result in me not being able to solve anything.  I am focused on what is in front of me, what I can actually fix, and what is a pressing need.

I am thankful for the lemons.

They remind me I have the ability to handle life as it comes to me.

Let me receive it gently.

Let me receive it gently.

I am thankful for the lemons.

They remind me that struggle is not failure.

Let me rise to the challenge.

Let me overcome.