Life is full of surprises, obstacles, pain. Some mornings it is difficult to muster the strength to roll over, clamber out of bed, and start the day. Some days meld into weeks with scraps of sleep and rounds of hospitals, pharmacies, running medicines and ice water, and phone calls. There are times when nothing goes right no matter how hard you work, bills go into default, people become ill, everything begins weighing on you.
When life gives you lemons, make lemonade.
That’s the old adage, right? It’s all about taking something negative and turning it into something positive. Supposed to be all motivational, encouraging you to rise above adversity and move on.
I like this one better: When life gives you lemons, make grape juice and laugh while everyone else tries to figure out how you did it.
That seems more my style. That one makes me think outside the box. It’s about taking something negative and not only creating something positive from it, but also something completely unexpected. I suppose that is how I get through all the dark times, all the sleepless days and marathon doctor ER stays. Make grape juice.
I’m an artist. I take photographs (primarily) but I also draw (not very well), paint and pastel (again, not well), make soap (obviously), weave and craft, and collage. All the trauma and pain goes into my work, creating something both cathartic and expressing the emotional upheaval. I suppose taking something and making it into something else is ingrained so deeply that my lemons usually become something else, like grape juice.
Or sweet tea, which I like better anyway.
I suppose this post is less about the happenings at the Herbarium and in my life and more about what it means to weather the storm. Regardless of what the storm happens to be. Sometimes we need to remind ourselves that we are more than just our businesses, that we are human, that it is fine to feel the stress and burden and anxiety that comes with being alive.
And it’s ok if you can’t make lemons into lemonade right now. It’s fine to eat lemons until you can make lemonade. That’s part of being human too.