The Work of Getting Back in Your Groove After Big Life Sh**
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To tell you the truth, I’m stilling working my way back and to be extra honest I wasn’t even in much a groove before life sort of hit the fan last month.
What happened? A wildfire if you can believe it…and if you can’t it still unfortunately happened. Fortunately though my home survived but my life went upside down for three weeks.
Wednesday Aug 16th we were put on alert and that Friday we were put on order. In the two weeks following the fire was a close as our yard when it got into a log on our property and maybe 50 feet from our driveway in the park across from our home.
It. Was. Close. Too close for me to even fully wrap my head around now and I’ve been home for a week. I drive past much of the destruction every day and it’s just all so awful.
While I was on evacuation I imagined coming home and getting back to work, a normal schedule, a routine, a groove.
But where has the groove been? Missing, beyond grasp, avoiding me is what I think…
Jerk.
What I’ve Learned Though?
I’ve learned that it takes longer than we ever imagine it even when we want it so badly.
It took almost a full week before we got a new fridge (2 weeks without power is no joke, and also gross). Once the new fridge was inside it took a couple days until I started thinking up meals again. The desire to cook has been coming back but it took all of those days. Now I’m ready with at least 4 different dinner plans.
That took time. That desire. The *one* piece of my groove.
Things I’m still working on?
All of it, but specifically waking up. Getting Creative. This is my first writing since I got home and it’s been over a week now. It’s taken time.
It will still take time.
Finding our groove after shit hits the fan isn’t simple. It’s not one size fits all. It’s time and effort and also understanding that some of the pieces will just come as they do.
My desk is finally clear and I wonder what part that will play in the other things like my creativity. Does it say something that I finished that in my physical space and here I am writing again? Maybe, maybe not.
Tomorrow is a new day and I’m going to work on all of this again. My groove won’t stick around each day and some days I may just get part of it but I’m here and I’m working on.
I’m writing.
