I would like to post something interesting but I am tired and sweaty because I just hiked the Y with these boys
with one more baby boy on my back. We did it because it’s pioneer day here in Utah which is a very important day that all people around the world should celebrate. When I asked my oldest boy what we should do to commemorate this special day, he said “We should walk and walk and walk and walk and walk.” So that’s what we did.
I am also so sad about what happened in Colorado. It’s such a horrible, horrible thing. When I found out that morning, I had a hard time wrapping my head around it. It felt surreal. And then we get amazing stories of heroism and bravery in the wake of such evil.
I was talking to a couple of friends and we decided life is hard. There are so many awful, heart-breaking, soul-crushing things that happen to us and to others we know and love. Sometimes it feels hopeless but yet, there is hope. And yet, we keep on going. And yet, within the pain, we can also find unspeakable joy. C.S Lewis, in his honest and heavy examination of grief after his wife died said this:
“One never meets just Cancer, or War, or Unhappiness (or Happiness). One only meets each hour or moment that comes. All manner of ups and downs. Many bad spots in our best times, many good ones in our worst. One never gets the total impact of what we call ‘the thing itself’. But we call it wrongly. The thing itself is simply all these ups and downs: the rest is a name or an idea.” Chap. 1, p. 12
Every day we have choices, even within some of the toughest times. This can relate to hard things in our writing, whether it be not selling a book or not being able to get through a chapter. We can keep going. W can figure it out. We can make choices. This can also relate to other things like the day to day worries of raising a family or the heaviness of something like Cancer or the horror of senseless Violence or the emptiness of Heart Break.
We are all doing this together. In Good times and Bad times, the moments that make up our lives. Sometimes it’s easy. Sometimes it’s hard. I hope we can (I can) sing as we walk and walk and walk and walk and walk.