I’m Done

I’m done trying to direct others people’s lives. I’m done making excuses for myself. I’m also done coming up with things to say I’m done with.

Life revelations come bit by bit. Then sometimes they slip away and the “I’m dones” come back with a vengeance.

It’s helpful to remind myself. Maybe I should put sticky notes all over the place.

Sleep well! Savor the moments of life. That’s what I’m doing. Oops. Were two of those sentences directives? Rats.


2 responses

  1. My mom was extremely uncooperative in the last 2 years f her life at a nursing home; no therapy, nothing. Just laid there. The social worker told me we’re just passengers on the bus she’s driving. She’s at the wheel of her life. All we can do is ride along.

    And those weren’t really directives. I saw them as…emphatic good wishes! 🙂

    • It’s hard to see our parents like that. My dad did the same. He always thought he’d die before my mom. When she went first, he fell into depression, and then into senility because he stopped doing anything. What a shame. I hope I’ve learned from his example to keep on, even if it’s hard to do.
      Thanks for the encouraging words.

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