Just ask Alexander!
A boy named Alexander had a lot to say about this:
I went to sleep with gum in my mouth and now there’s gum in my hair and when I got out of bed this morning, I tripped on the skateboard and by mistake I dropped my sweater in the sink while the water was running and I could tell it was going to be a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.
I think I’ll move to Australia.
Coincidentally, my Soaring Spirits Pen Pal wrote me that she had a bad week.
I quickly added up what I had considered my own terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day and thought….I wonder how many other wid’s and widowers are having a bad day, too.
Grief can be indirect, sneaking up on us.
My own melt-down felt like a cartoon when I ran it though my mind 24-hours later. It started with my neighbor ringing my door bell to tell me, in greatest detail, of two enormous rats she claimed to see walking up the stucco wall of my house and sneaking into the roof. This is not a new occurrence with her as she warns me of stalkers, wildlife, and leaking sprinklers on the regular. After that, I decided to put it out of my mind and take my supplements.
This is exactly how terrible, horrible, no good, very bad days start.
The next thing I knew I threw up all my supplements, knocked over a large water bottle onto a pile of important papers, and then burst into tears.
Where is Alexander’s mother when I need her?
One of my daughters kindly listened as I described the nightmare. In the moment it did not feel like it was helping. I was spiraling down and it seemed nothing helped.
I decided to turn in for the night.
Again from Alexander:
When I went to bed Nick took back the pillow he said I could keep and the Mickey Mouse nightlight burned out and I bit my tongue. The cat wants to sleep with Anthony, not with me. It has been a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day. My mom says some days are like that.
Even in Australia.
Maybe there’s magic in saying “I give up! I’m going to bed!” because when I awoke I did feel better.
In any case, it sort of helps to know “some days are like that,”
Even in Australia.
