I’m constantly bridging the gap between staying informed and trying not to dwell on the things I can’t control in the world. There is so much going on, it’s almost nauseating.
Having general anxiety means that I tend to worry excessively about just about anything. Being pregnant means that things upset me that usually wouldn’t. Being a wife and mother means wanting to protect my loved ones from feeling an ounce of any of this mess. Being black in America means dealing with foolishness that I shouldn’t have to but still fighting for what’s right. Being a professional (for my job) means compartmentalizing. I’m exhausted y’all…
So what helps me?
1. Love and support. Wide open channels of communication with family and close friends who are going through this thing called life.
2. Faith. I can’t explain how much my faith has helped me in 2020. Standing on His promises and believing that all of this is temporary. No matter what you believe, it takes belief in something to push through this.
3. Hope. I hang on to every glimmer I get. Positive stories, positive people, and especially these little kicks and rolls I’m experiencing. It’s a choice to go to bed focusing on these things, and I don’t always succeed. But tomorrow is a new day and I gotta keep putting one foot in front of the other, one day at a time.
We will come out of this stronger, but we need to take care of ourselves and each other.