My trip to see my mother was good and also sad / bad in someways too. I am struggling with purpose and I am in a strange place. The problems are those of ageing, of retirement, situation and on how I am dealing with them or in fact how I am not dealing with them. Once again, I am up early and once again I wake with this melancholy, tearful, no purpose, no direction and a sort of hopelessness that is very unlike me.
My mum looks old and frail and she's lost some of her spark. She stays in more often and she hadn't been out for weeks until I came and we went out for lunch. Then we went through some of her paperwork for her funeral wishes and that sort of thing. We chatted about my situation and hers and actually I came home yesterday with some uplift in my step only to find the house empty and then I did the stupid thing of ordering myself some beers for this upcoming weekend as it is going to be warm and nice! This is not what I planned to do and I must have a plan to get myself out of this position and into somewhere that is good and uplifting for me.
It's going to have to be small and steady steps. I realise that but the want to get things done quickly also needs to be considered - it isn't going to happen. I think the way out at this time is to do the small projects and get them done, achieving these will be the one step at a time Elephant Eating that I need to do. That along with working on my own lack of confidence and being able to control what I can actually control, I worry too much about the state of the country and the world as I see my world eroded and unlike me, having gone through all the things I have gone through and the suffering of some of that I actually need to check myself and go back to living now, not in the past and certainly not in the future.
Small steps is what is needed. Little victories, working on moving ever forward. It's not all going to happen at once and there's no rush or anything like that.