Someone said to me today she felt bad because she sees my posts and thinks, “Wow. Look how well she’s holding it all together.” 
Lest you too have been fooled by all my gratitude, let me assure you that I am barely holding even two things together. Right now those two (ok, maybe three) things are pictured here. The fixings to make the turmeric ginger tea I’m hoping gets me through tonight’s Council meeting. The nausea is real right now. Almost tossed my cookies walking the dog a minute ago. But I didn’t! How’s that for holding it together? My big accomplishment for the year is I didn’t die.
In any case, I’m not just Positive Polly over here because the world is all unicorns and rainbows.
All the gratitude and positivity posts are what help get me through. Keep me from losing it. Not just the sickness but the frustrations at work, the ugliness all around us, the disappointment at what’s happening in her our community, our state, the country. And you keep me accountable.
So I’m rolling into this virtual meeting #grateful for the tea, the mug, the tea maker thingy (see: I don’t even have all my words…not holding it together here!).
Honestly, no one should feel bad at this point for not holding it together. We’re all a hot mess. Because it’s 2020, and apparently that’s the theme. So lose it. Drop all the balls. Then take a deep breath, have a cup of tea, and try to just pick up just one. Then look around and find something to be grateful for to try to change your perspective, so that 2020 is a little less terrible. That’s my unsolicited advice. 
Wider than the Sky 