Recently came across a song called "Lucky" by Kat Edmonson and it took me forever before I realized I loved it. I haven't gotten this line out of my head since.
"So cast your troubles into the sky, they can be the stars in our eyes and we can count them another day, from far away."
When I was younger (and even during a few melt downs in the last few years) my mom would always tell me to give her my problems and if I wanted them back later I could have them... but she would hang on to them as long as I wanted. I never understood at the time just how helpful that actually was. Despite the moments of irritation when she would make me pretend to physically hand her something... I loved her for it. I loved just how willing she was to take any bit of sadness, anger, hurt or frustration from me and carry it around. I can't even fathom how many painful moments she had to experience as she and my dad raised 3 girls and had to experience a whole lot of teenage years. An amazing couple, they are. Recently I feel like I want her.. or anyone.. to take my frustrations and confusions from me. The mix of emotions I have had about life transitions have made for plenty of days when I just want someone to tell me I can set it all aside and worry about it later.. that for the time being we can think about something else and come back to it another day when the emotions may not seem so dramatic.
