Sometimes it feels like the end of our lives are here. Not that I think I am going to die right now, but that there isn’t much left for us in the future. (Please, somebody, tell me I am not the only one who sometimes feels that way.) The future looks so grim, that it seems like there is not much for us to look forward to.
Hot Hubbie and I were talking about it the other day. When he had a job we were working so hard for the future we wanted. We had it all mapped out; salary benchmarks, mortgage paid, college funding, retirement, post retirement. (Maybe that was problem #1, as soon as you know what you want, God throws you a curve ball, and all of your best-laid plans are invalid.) We had our goals, financial or otherwise, and we had our plan to meet those goals. The future was totally planned.
Then we lost our job, the economy tanked, a recession was retrospectively declared, and life felt like it was all over.
The life that we planned WAS all over. We had our entire lives planned, and now that plan will not work. I sometimes feel like there is nothing in our future because we can’t plan what the future will bring. We feel like this David Linn sketch. We can’t prepare for anything because we can’t see anything in front of us. Right now we just keep sliding down that slippery slope of uncertainty. (And being a “planner”, I HATE that feeling!!)
And because we can’t plan for the future right now, it feels like there is nothing left for us in the future.
Then we look at ourselves and say, Then someone snaps me back into reality and says, “we are only in our mid 30’s. It is not the end of our lives.” (although it still feels that way). We remind ourselves that although we have had more difficult times than most people our age, our lives are not over. We must get through this time of darkness, and until the darkness is gone, we won’t be able to see what our future holds. But we need to remind ourselves that darkness is not the end. We just can’t see what is in the darkness before us.
Ok. Pitty Party is OVER.