Something disturbing has happened to me.
Something not normal.
And no, it’s not like when I wore my eye mask too tight a few weeks ago and had to ring in sick to work because I couldn’t see properly.
This is worse.
You see I’ve been dwelling on some song lyrics and they’ve really stuck with me and changed the way I’ve been thinking about some things.
Here is the line.
“We’ve got to hold on to what we’ve got,
It doesn’t make a difference if we make it or not”.
The second part has stuck with me. It doesn’t make a difference if we make it or not.
What is “making it” anyway?
How do you know if you’ve made it?
This has planted this whole new thought in my head that you can try and try and then you can just keep trying.
I know it’s like that old saying that it’s not about the destination it’s about the journey.
But for me right now it means that it doesn’t matter if we make it or not that it’s okay if we just keep going.
Not permission to fail exactly because, well, we ARE half way there of course. Half way to the place where you’ve made it.
But I think I needed to be reminded that “it”, “us”, “we”, “me” or whatever other term you might choose to use is not something that needs to be perfect.
It’s just something that you need to hold on to and enjoy instead of comparing it to others and trying to fix it all the time.
And yes, once again I am pressing publish on a post of barely coherent thoughts and words.
But it’s what I do.
And we’ve got each other. And that’s a lot.
Let’s give it our best shot.