Wednesday, June 16, 2010
In the soup
There are times when life is thick, and heavy, hard to move through. You can't breathe, can't see ahead. It's like swimming in pea soup.
Last night Eldest asked, "How do you get through something like this?" I thought for a bit and replied, "You just do. You keep moving forward, because... because what choice is there?"
Sometimes you do what you can, and then do the next thing that you can, and then the next thing... It's better than treading water (or soup) forever.