In 6th and 7th grade, I had an amazing English teacher. She impacted me in ways bigger than she probably realizes, and I attribute my love for writing (and proper grammar, might I add) to everything she taught me. She may not even remember saying this, but one day during class -while my classmates and I were probably being whiney little brats and complaining about something insignificant- she said, “The only thing in life that has no solution is death.”
After a morning trip to the bank, I was on the phone with insurance companies most of the day trying to get all the necessary paperwork together to file claims. I found myself becoming very frustrated and feeling like I couldn’t deal. How many hoops must I jump through to gain access to funds that my husband responsibly made sure to secure should the unexpected ever occur, that I will need to be able to raise our son on my own, that will help me financially but will never fill the void in my life or in my heart? Why so much red tape? Why does all of this have to be so difficult? Then, the memory of what my wise teacher once said popped into my head. She was SO right!
I was reminded in that moment that having to get on the phone and listen to automated phone menu prompts, having to call multiple institutions to request medical records, having to scan endless amounts of documents into my hard drive – that’s all a piece of cake compared to what I have already been through. Everything will fall into place. I will somehow make it through. The road ahead will be very bumpy and full of twists and turns, but as long as I am alive I will figure it out. I don’t think I will ever sweat the small stuff again.