It’s easy at times to take things, people for granted. It’s easy to look and see what we want to see. Instead of taking the time to make sure that what we see is really what is. In the hustle and bustle of life… “I’m fine” seems to be either the answer we give to avoid the hard conversations, or the answers we accept to not have to slow down and dig deeper. I have been asking myself today, what IS fine? What does FINE mean? Webster tells that it means, “I am not sick or injured,” leaving a sea of other options that one could be. Sad, mad, frustrated. Hurt, overwhelmed, lonely. Well, the list is endless.
I’m going to find another way to inquire about the well-being of those I love. I do not know yet what that might be… but whatever I land on, I am going to try to make sure that the answer “I am fine” isn’t an option I am willing to accept. I am learning there are more of us that are not fine… especially this year…..
If I walk away from today with any new awareness’s they are these. 1. Christmas miracles are still an active thing….. and 2. Fine isn’t really an answer. Both of these things lead me to this truth… I need a change in perspective.
A Cowgirl Called 