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Tuesday, April 8, 2014

high fives and my messy beautiful

If you saw me high-fiving my friend Mary outside of preschool last week this is why.  Allow me to set the stage...


{church parking lot nearly empty - evidence that we were late...again}

Mary waiting by her minivan with a baby on her hip because I saw that sadness in her eyes when we passed in the hall and I told her I wanted to know.
Me rushing out, taking deep breaths, after prying a screaming 4 year old off my leg because he just does that on weeks when daddy is out of town.
I finally reach her and we hug...the boy-this-gig-is-hard-but-i-understand kind of hug that only two mama friends can share.

I ask about the sad eyes and Mary explains...a death in her family...and it's one more heavy weight on top of everything else we already have to bear.  Our eyes well up and I attempt words meant to bring comfort but all I can really do is just be there and keep walking beside her so she's not alone...so I'm not alone.  We keep doing that for each other and I'm grateful.

We chat for a bit and as I begin to walk over to my own minivan she points to my clothes and says with a hopeful smile - you going to work out?

I look down at my yoga pants and tank under a hoodie jacket.  A laugh sneaks out and I say - no girl....this is what I slept in last night!

Her face lights up as she looks down at her own sweats and says - me too!

And then we high five.

I wanted to write a more thoughtful post for you today.  I've had some really deep and significant conversations with myself over the past week and I was hoping to carve them into words to share with you.
But today I'm running late...again.
And there are many things weighing heavy on me.
And I'm not showered and dressed and ahead of this day as I would like to be.

So will you just accept this virtual high five from me?

I know there must be parts of your life too in which you don't feel like you are measuring up
and your reality doesn't meet your expectation
and you can't quite get it all together
and you feel like everything you are doing is just not enough.

To that I say to you...
me too.

Solidarity messy beautiful warriors...solidarity!

9 comments:

Lisa said...

Hi five, girl!

This is actually one of my favorite essays:)

Lisa Solar

elizabeth said...

lisa - right back at you girl! thanks for your encouragement on this messy beautiful journey!

Unknown said...

Words filled with the messy real of life...love, friendship, sharing, comforting, barely getting it all in, encouragement. Such an uplifting post, Elizabeth. I don't know how spending all the time you would have liked to write would have spoken more clearly or beautifully. Thanks for taking the time to share in your busy, crazy schedule. High-five!

Unknown said...

Hi five! This is a great post, and, well, I went to Clemson, too. So I automatically like you. And, another high five!

elizabeth said...

hey Karin - go tigers! thanks for visiting...I loved checking out your blog too!

elizabeth said...

sabra - I have to agree...sometimes the little bit of time or energy or words we have to offer turn out to be enough. high five!

Brie Latini said...

Love this! "Me, too!" high fives are my favorite! Isn't it wonderful to have people like that in your life? Thanks for telling that sweet story, and hoping for better mornings! <3

elizabeth said...

brie - doesn't a high five feel so good! giving you one today too : )

elizabeth said...

lisa - thank you for your kindness!