Plowing the Road alone

I am a small town girl at heart. So often I use farming analogies or small town sayings where people look at me awkwardly. I don't mind my sayings and think that it is a little reflection on the funny things we remember from our childhood.

But I digress. This post is something that has been percolating in my mind for awhile. (as mos things/post do) I am having a jaw surgery coming up to correct a cleft palate and recessed chin. When the doctor explained to me what was going to happen in the surgery there were little beads of water coming out of my eyes along with a very elevated heart rate. This has been a long time coming and I am super excited for it to be around the corner but to have to face a lot of this by myself has been the toughest challenge.

I have wonderful family and friends who have rallied around me in support. They have offered words of encouragement as well as helping hands for when I am down for the count. As much as I have loved these gestures and words I have found that it is not the same as having a special someone to support and be there. Having my jaw wired shut for 2 weeks is scary enough because me not being able to talk for that period of time may just do me in. Let alone functioning to make food, shower, daily chores etc. I am super duper lucky to have a mom who can come take care of me for the first few days. This is a blessing to me. However, when I have my breakdowns of crying (which we all know will happen) what shoulder am I to turn to? I know there are friends that will be there but it is just not the same as a guys arms around you to comfort. There is something to be said for a physical touch from the opposite sex. It is can be calming and reassuring that things will be fine.

Life is a heavy journey with wagons full of problems, happiness, dips, turns, and whatever else you can think of. So why people would choose to plow the road alone is a mystery to me. I do love my life and the opportunities I have had to become strengthened  in holding the load on my own. But, when times like this approach it makes me wish that I had my own person to turn to. Putting the shoulder to the wheel and pushing along is so much easier with someone on the other wheel.

We are each given our trials and blessings in this life. Plowing the road alone just makes my shoulders stronger to bear up the next thing.