Mud glorious mud. If only we could sell mud then we would be quids in.

Sometimes it feels like life is just a constant trudge through waste deep thick, clinging mud. Much harder than it was supposed to be? Was parenting supposed to be this demanding? Was the bank account supposed to be that empty? Was the career supposed to abruptly come to an end? Was my social diary supposed to be as empty as my bank account? Was I supposed to be this out of synch with life? Was grief supposed to hurt that much? Was I supposed to be walking these fields on my own? Why did depression and anxiety have to come knocking at my door?

But wait. Mud is good for the complexion. It keeps you grounded. Walking through it makes you stronger over time. You learn things about yourself. You grow. So……

Does a large bank balance matter – NO IT DOES NOT. Is living rather than following a career a better route to happiness – YES IT IS. So is parenting supposed to be this good and rewarding – YES IT IS. Is grief just another way of saying you love someone – OH YES IT IS. Do your real friends and those who truly love you always stick with you – YES THEY DO. Can I overcome my demons – YES I CAN.

Is it still a wonderful life – YES IT IS. It most certainly is.

40 thoughts on “Mud

  1. “Mud glorious mud, nothing quite like it for cooling the blood…….so follow me follow, down to the hollow and there let us wallow in glorious mud!” Can’t believe I remember those few words after all these years. Swann and Flanders…we had an LP!

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  2. Life isn’t easy, but it IS good! Changing your focus from the negative things to the positive makes it better.
    Sometimes mud still sucks you down… but then you climb out and keep going til you’re on solid ground again!
    WE got this!πŸ’ŒπŸ’ŒπŸ’Œ

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