Just Some Blog Vomit For My Own Therapy
All day I’ve had that headache. The one that tries to defeat me.
The one that tells me that it will never end and I will be it’s slave for eternity.
The one that actually does not hurt but pulses above my left ear all day long reminding me that no medicine I take, no neck exercise I do will make it go away.
It comes and goes with or without my prodding.
It reminds me that I am not in control.
It beats the hell out me.
Mentally.
Spiritually.
Emotionally.
Because I like to be in control.
I like to be in control of me.
But let’s be honest.
We are so not in control of anything.
And we hate that.
Tonight while I was driving home thinking of all the things I could do to make this head pulse thing go away I barely could hear the giggling in the back of the car.
When I finally came out of my sinfest I heard them…
“Bow, chicka, bow-wow
That’s what my baby said
Mow, Mow, Mow
And my heart starts pumpin’
Chicka, chicka, chew-wop
Never gonna stop
Gitchee-gitchee-goo means that I love you”
The girls were dying laughing in the back seat singing the stupidest song I have ever heard.
They were snorting they were laughing so hard.
For the 10 minutes they had been singing and laughing, I had this look on my face as I was stuck in my mental hell…
10 minutes wasted.
10 minutes gone that I’ll never get back.
Because I have had a day with a random head ache pulse head thing.
I wrote about this before.
I sucks me dry.
So when we got to the hotel…
I walked upstairs…told the girls to get in their swim suits, and that bedtime has been postponed.
We are going swimming.
Because you’re really not in control…
You drive 60 miles an hour down a 20 foot wide strip of pavement while another car is driving toward you at 60 miles an hour with nothing more than a yellow line separating you.
So my head is still pulsing…But my kids are laughing and splashing and I’m laughing with them…
I owe them 10 minutes.
10 minutes that they didn’t know they lost…
But I’m giving back.
Give up…It’s better that way
Los
RAIN IT DOWN
Thats awesome. Your children are so blessed to have you as a father.
seconded
i am sorry you’re not feeling well, friend. praying your headache is made better by this obedience in loving and being present with your girls. they are so blessed to have a dad willing to give up, give in and just love them with time…
Love it.
Bow chika wow wow.
Thanks, Carlos. It must be going around today. My left shoulder and neck, all the way up to my temple, has been hurting all evening. Hot shower didn’t help. Just took 2 ibuprofen and am sitting here doing the shoulder raising, neck stretching, excersises that are suppose to help…but they’re not. I’ve probably been walking around with a similar look on my face. I just banished my son to the living room so I could come back here and sit in misery. I think I’m going to un-banish him and join him on the sofa for a movie. =)
First time on your blog; wanted to learn more re the Single Ladies incident. It’s hilarious and your kids are adorable.
I have an adopted child also, a girl; with three boys, couldn’t
take a chance to try again…but could not go through life without knowing what it is like to have the pink frilly stuff.
Hope you find some relief for the headach. I will say prayers for you as I have experienced menacing headachs too. May you and your family be blessed to be a blessing to someone else.
Praying for you, brother. I have migraines so I’ve been in that hell with you. It will drag you down, but like you sometimes my kids can be just the thing to get my mind off of it for a while. Then sometimes, they can be just the thing to make it worse:)
Jump your manly butt in there with ‘em… Now THAT would be a fun picture. And you would have some content to post about the time you got your family kicked the heck out of the pool at the hotel. Glad they shook you outta your funk. Prayin the headache makes its leave now!! Peace brotha…Safe travels!!
This reminds me of this bad joke that my co-worker has been telling around the office.
Q. What do you get when you mix a brown chicken and a brown cow?
A. ? Brown-chicken-brown-cow ? (to the tune of bow-chicka-bow-wow)
Praying you feel better.
Ahhh. Phineas and Ferb. We sing that song, too… it always makes me smile! Thanks for the post.
Amen, clarity comes at the weirdest times. Thanks for the reminder that control is only an illusion.
Hope you’re feeling better. You’re a really great Dad!
Nothin’ like your babies to remind you/us to pay attention, even at the risk of our own stuff, be it a headache or just preoccupied with “grown-up stuff”. We miss so much so quickly when we ARE paying attention!
It goes by in a blink, Los. Don’t miss a minute. Cuz one day, your baby says, “I’m moving out to my own apartment, I’ve got a good job and I’m enrolled in school, and oh, by the way, I’ll drive 55 miles one way maybe once a week to do my laundry.” And BAM, they’re gone. (my ‘baby’ and his laundry just left to go back to the city). I wasn’t ready to be an empty nester. Too fast, too fast.
You’re a wonderful Dad. God was wise when He chose you to be their earthly father.
Phineas and Ferb!
One of the greatest cartoons on television right now. Love it.
Hotel swimming is the best. I saw the exact same thing tonight as I watched mine swim in a hotel pool here in Nashville.
this reminds me of so many times I’ve been in that state myself… thank you for showing us how to give back in the most ordinary, beautiful and meaningful way.
Hi Los.
That’s fantastic and should be a lesson to all parents!
I owe my Kids quite a bit of time and they dont even know it!!.. Funny thing is they will remember moments like those above
God Bless!
for the headache: try to beat it up with a glass of red wine, seriously.
and as to the post. no matter who we are, what is our position or achievements, we’re still but tiny dust specks with absolutely no control over anything. today’s tragedy speaks to me lauder then anything ever before. please pray for Poland.
Had those days myself Carlos — the pollen content is pretty high and that just adds to it. Praying you are feeling better now, and are able to enjoy the weekend.
Oh my gosh, I have those same headaches! Mine are also on the left, and they don’t really hurt much either! And strangely enough, I had one all day yesterday too. Maybe it’s the weather. I live in Macon, not too far away.
That is a classic picture. I know that face!
This is just…beautiful…
I get an eye twitch every once and while that COMPLETELY distracts me- I know the feeling. Totally doesn’t hurt, but completely ruins my focus. Hang in there, and hopefully tomorrow will be a better day! Take care!
Oh yes we are not in control, I’ve learned that hard core recently.
Glad you pushed back bedtime- a great thing about home school is the bedtime factor can be what fits ur family.
I was thinking about you today. Today I need you to know that the reason I come here…the reason I spend 10-15 minutes of MY day peering in over your shoulder…is because of stuff like this.
I come here to be inspired. It’s a tiny glimpse of what the church has the potential to be.
Not to puff up your aching head…I don’t say this to give you vanity or pride…cause it’s really not about you. You’re a conduit, I know this.
So thanks. You’re a great funnel.
hee hee hee. Someone already mentioned it, but it’s totally Phineas and Ferb. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gqxVQTO3c0o
I think . . . I need to take lessons!! When do you teach that kind of stuff .. and how much are the classes?
That is absolutely heart warming…I wonder how many parents would’ve just turned the music off in the car, or asked the girls to please be quiet. Children are so beautiful, and they can make you come out of the darkest places sometimes with just a sweet smile or a bit of innocent laughter. That’s awesome.
honesty… love it and hate it… as a new parent to 5 adopted children – I struggle with those 10 minutes of no control more often than I’d like. Thanks for the reminder to give it back.. for them, but mostly for us – we certainly don’t have control