Just Keep Going

One foot in front of the other.

Just keep going.

Just keep trudging on, through the mundane, and the relentless, through the annoying and the horrible… just keep going.

Drop your phone in a toilet full of wee?
Just keep going.

Get crappy news from a friend?
Cry and then keep going.

Dentist appointments?
Just keep going.

Never ending bills?
Cross your fingers and keep going.

Yet another double booked appointment?
Just keep going.

There isn’t really much else I can do.
It’s not like I can retreat under my doona and spend the day playing crossy road and ignoring the world till it is time to sleep again. It’s not like that would actually make anything any better, or easier.
So I just keep going.

I get up each day, take a breath, and hope for the best.

I tick things off my list, I make another dinner, I fold another load of washing, I try and sort through another problem, and I try harder to find the good things among the difficult.

I give away zucchinis and corn and find a reason to smile.

I discuss husbands and kids and dinner ideas with the dance mums and know that I am not alone.

I curl up in bed with my smallest child, getting comfort as well as giving it.

I walk with a friend and know it is as good for my head as it is for my body.

I watch my girls practicing handstands and cartwheels and know that I am lucky.

I let all three big kids cram into bed with me and watch a movie till well after bedtime and feel blessed.

I stand in the garden at the end of a long day and try not to wish these crappy days away.

And I keep going…
Because these days will pass, soon I will be out from under the blanket of overwhelm and I’ll be able to see all the goodness around me without even trying.
If I just keep going.