Tuesday, July 24, 2007

Just. Keep. Breathing.

Sometimes I get tired of having to step back and think 'now how do I model a Christ-like response to this' when really all I want to do is yell, scream, spray graffiti on cars and get a rebellious tattoo.

As for The Boy... well, he is a treasure. We are so incredibly blessed to have this little guy as a part of our lives. He is laid back, handsome and eager to learn and interact. I have seen some of the signs I was told about - he is a bit more clingy when dropped off even with familiar people and occasionally he asks the heartwrenching question, "Where's Daddy?"
But I have been told that I have barely disappeared and he has recovered from his clinginess and playing as normal. And really he gets to interact with his Dad a lot more than he was when they were both home together. And both parents are going out of their way to reassure him that we love him and that he makes us so very happy.

It's a busy week even without the new childcare issues to contend with. I had a funeral today and another one just around the corner as it is only a matter of time. There is a wedding on Saturday with the accompanying rehearsal and of course those dadgum parishioners are looking for yet another sermon on Sunday.

For now I am biding time before nap/quiet time and gearing up for having to go to the grocery store tonight - BLECH!!!!

Do they sell tattoos there?

30 comments:

L8 Call said...

one foot, other foot, breathe. One foot, other foot, breathe.

We are still praying for all three of you.

mompriest said...

Yup. One foot at a time.

And, I find that when I go through things of this magnitude I color my hair. Not that I'm recommending it at all. In fact often a bad idea...well, not always.

But a tatoo - if I were not so afraid of the pain - and well if I didn't think that on my 50 year old body it just scream out "youth-wanna-be" I'd get one.

So. maybe consider it. Just be careful what you get, you'll live with it a long time...

and at the grocery store, I dunno...maybe in another generation to come... can't you just see it, the one stop shop for all your needs...

ppb said...

One step, two step....to get the tattoo, you have to go to the chamberpot town and get one from the house painted blue.

It's been many, many years since I've experienced drama like you have lately, but I still get a huge kick out of that countryish song "right now.....I dug my keys into the side of his pretty little souped up 4 wheel drive...."

Those are my issues.

The boy will be just fine.

will smama said...

Actually, I have been thinking about the tattoo for a long time. Since late 2003 even.

mompriest said...

Even better. Are you going to get it??? and, then, will you share what you got?

Towanda said...

Nothing wrong with yelling and screaming if that's what you feel like. Just find the safe space to do it.

Breathing with you.

Identity said...

I'll go with you for that tattoo... and get myself a second one. It's been 5 years since the last and I've almost forgotten the pain.

Songbird said...

I won't join you for the tattoo, but I will support you if you want to get one.

St. Casserole said...

One breath is right.

I wanted to send a rude text message to you today so you'd remember that I'm praying for you but I couldn't think of what to say other than, "WHAT do YOU want??" which reminds me of a good laugh you gave me long ago.

Here's a shoulder punch thing: *]

Preacher Mom said...

Glad to hear the the Boy is doing okay. Rosemary was young during the worst of my marriage problems. She was (and is) amazingly resilient.

Find a way to get rid of all the poison that builds up inside. Scream it all out on paper and then burn it. Run (or bike) until you've huffed and puffed it out. Pound some balls at a batting cage. Just don't keep it inside.

As for the tattoo - only you know what's right for you. If you really want it and have wanted it for some time, then go for it. Me? I couldn't take the needles. I'm a wimp.

Serena said...

What Songbird said about the tatto ... and what preacher mom said about getting rid of the poison. Friends of mine once spent and entire afternoon throwing no-longer wanted glass object at the outdoor brick fireplace! They said they felt a lot better after doing that. -:)

Sherry said...

How about these tattoos? They glow in the dark!

http://www.bodygraphics.ca/htm/series3glow.htm

Mary Beth said...

I will stand beside you for the tattoo and shout loudly in approval. I won't get one.

How about if I go to the grocery store for ya? I like to do THAT. :)

You doing great. Hang in there baby.

Gord said...

I always found chopping wood a great destressor, also a way of getting rid of some of that poison. Just remember that logs can have names (of people or of events or whatever...)

will smama said...

mary beth - you're hired.

identity - it's been five years already?

gord - I am already missing an appendage so there shall be no axe swinging here.

The tattoo is being designed by a former youth group member and then we will either go from there... or more likely we won't.

DogBlogger said...

Aw, go for it, Smama!

But if you want to wait a bit longer, I bet there'll be a tattoo parlor handy wherever we have the Big Event.

Sue said...

Thinking about you WS...

I've got one tattoo (it was to mark my 40th birthday, lo, these many years ago. Sigh)

I'm getting another one next Wednesday. No special occasion, just a design I've wanted for a long time. Now feels like the right time for it.

The pain isn't bad at all. Really.

Listing Straight said...

What a great idea! At the Big Event we can all go get tattoos!
I was thinking about the Alpha Omega thingy...

Magdalene6127 said...

Breathing and walking seem like good ideas. Also, doing something to mark the event-- like hair, the tattoo-- sounds completely reasonable.

You are held in prayer by so many.

Peace,

Mags

Mrs. M said...

I say, go for the tattoo. I've thought for a while that if I ever get through the process, I'm getting a tattoo to celebrate.

But, on the other hand, you might not want something permanently on your body that reminds you of a hard period in your life.

Susie said...

I like Listing's idea - Big Event tatoos! And then, like mrs m says, it'll be associated with a happier occasion.

A sem prof told me the story once, when she was having a very hard time, that a friend bought a case of cheap glasses from target or something, and they spend a while chucking them at the fireplace or the wall or something. It sounded like a great idea to me.

Still praying.

more cows than people said...

wow, chucking glasses against the wall or fireplace. wow. good ideas abound.

whatever works for you ws, whatever works.

you have evidenced surpassing grace (it seems from afar) so far... some downright rage is understandable.

i would probably repierce my nose and maybe finally shave my head at a time like that- i couldn't do that tatoo, but if you can... do.

Kathryn said...

Oh, please PLEASE can we go get tattoos at the Big Event...I wanted ot get one to mark ordination, and chickened out because nobody round here was tempted...I only want a tiny one on my foot/ankle or thereabouts...
Meanwhile, if you want to yell, scream and slash tyres, that seems emminently reasonable to me. Smashing eggs is quite good too, but do it outside and borrow a dog who can clear up.
Best love to you and The Boy, and other one of those shoulder chuck thingies ]*

Songbird said...

But if everyone is getting a tattoo at the Big Event, I might have to stay home. I'm scared of needles.

ElastiGirl said...

I think tattoos at the Big Event are a fab idea - although I'll cheer everyone on as well - as a nurse I've seen more than my share of old, stretched out tatooed skin - they aren't pretty at 80 - always wanted one though -
I had a starter marriage and used the diamond from the ring as an earring for a top of the ear piercing when I divorced - it was very satisfying

Mrs. M said...

Oh wait, this might help, too:

When Mr. M and I were having a hard time, I bought a croquet mallet. I squished an awful lot of soda cans with that puppy.

(It's now mounted on our wall. Seems like gallows humor, I know, but it works for us.)

Rev Dave said...

Maybe the most Christ-like response to this is to scream, yell, throw glasses against the wall, turn over the tables of the moneychangers, and cry out, "My God, my God, why have you abandoned me?"

You have my permission. (Like you really needed it.) Post the tatoo idea sometime soon!

Teri said...

If we have big event tattoos, can we have the not-permanent, not-needly, not-painful kind for those of us much too wussy? Then we can join in the fun too....

WS, I say again: you are amazing.

That's all from me for today...

suffer said...

WS - I've read you occasionally in the past, but have just been pointed back to your blog by Mary Beth, who told me that we both have small boys and are experiencing a similar situation. My prayers for you and yours, as I'm well familiar with the gut-twisting, "Where's Daddy?" question right now.

I have 4 tattoos, and each marks a time when I found myself in a totally unexpected situation or time of transition...so, if it's what you wanna do, I'm all for it! Sue is right - the so-called "pain" is way, way overblown. Feels a bit like a fresh sunburn when you're through.

Peace,
Angel

suffer said...

suffer well

-Angel