It is 7:15 pm on Saturday evening, and 7:15 pm on a Saturday is much too late to begin writing a blog post. But if I do not start now, there will be no post. Probably that would be fine. Except writing the post is something I can do on a Saturday night when I am home alone that makes me feel better.
I hate to keep telling you that I’ve been a little sad lately. “This seems to be lasting awhile,” my friend said to me the other day.
Yes, she is right.
I could feel bad about that. But to feel bad about the sad? That is silly, like unnecessarily heaping additional coals of gloominess onto my already sorrowful head.
I’ve shared before that I am a Rob Bell fan. Bell wrote “Love Wins” a few years ago (great book) and has a podcast called “the RobCast” which I’ve faithfully listened to for years. A few weeks back I signed up for his Patreon account. He’s doing a thing on Patreon where he reads sections of whatever he’s writing. He’s shared three parts of a book he’s working on called “Skinbags and Spacesuits.” In Part Two, he said, “I feel sad. Often. I wake up and it’s just there. It usually feels like a wave. It comes in and passes through and then eventually it goes.”
The fact that Rob Bell admits that he also feels sad, and often? That makes me feel a little better, like it’s a reminder that I’m not alone with these big emotions.
(I’m sure some of you would also reassure me that I am not alone with these big emotions, because you have been feeling them too.)
It’s the political situation (and yes, Kilmar Abrego Garcia is still in prison in El Salvador after being wrongfully deported more than two months ago) and there’s Trump’s horrific “big beautiful bill,” along with a lot of general uncertainty. What will happen to fire insurance premiums this year? Will State Farm continue to cover my home or will they drop me like they have so many others? If they do continue my coverage, what will it cost next year? And the year after that?
Possibly I am hungry now and this Whole30 elimination diet that I’ve already mentioned many times is not allowing me to buffer my emotions with popcorn, mild cheddar cheese, and dark chocolate (because no sugar, dairy or grains for 30 days). I could really use one of those Costco sized bags of Skinny Pop right now. Would maybe devour the entire thing. Continue Reading…