The metaphorical piano has fallen on our heads this week.
Even though our piano is not related to my children, I immediately thought of that post by my friend Amy, and how she compared her experience to a falling piano. Two weeks ago, I would have said about the same thing at a cocktail party (“We’re in a great place!”). Now, my answer would be a bit different.
It’s so true that there has been a lot of good at our house lately. As intense and scary as this life can be, I’m forever amazed – and blessed – by the amount of good out there. But my family has some challenges ahead. We’ll be leaning heavily on the good to get us through the not-so-much.
I’m not writing this to elicit sympathy or do the equivalent of vague-booking. You know what that is, right? When you write some vague, whiny Facebook status and wait for your online friends to start begging for more information. No, that’s not what I’m doing here.
Rather, I know that many of the people who read this blog regularly are more than just blog readers to me. We’ve struck up friendships offline, or in cases where geographical distance is an issue, we’ve resorted to emails, texts, and phone calls. So while I can’t go into details just yet (I don’t own this story outright), I wanted you to know why I’ve been quiet. Why I’ll continue to be kind of quiet.
If it’s possible, I’ve been even worse than usual about responding to comments and certainly haven’t done a lot of reading or commenting elsewhere. Granted, I hate that I-read-you-you-read-me game. And yet… I do love to read and comment on and share your writing. I’ll be back to it as soon as possible. But for now my focus is on my family and making sure we have plenty more good to look forward to.
I don’t plan to disappear (like the unplanned, unannounced blogging hiatus of 2011); I just know myself well enough to know I’m not going to be completely present in this space. I’m very busy removing the piano from my head.
Lapsed homemaker. Looking to hire a full-time housekeeper who will work for the sheer joy of a job well done and free coffee. Interested parties, DM please. 
Oh, Missy.
I do know this feeling; and it’s so hard to reconcile with blogging. Especially when the story isn’t entirely yours.
When you don’t say anything, you feel like you’re faking the happy; when you do, you feel pulled down the rabbit hole of explanations.
Just know that you’re not alone. We are here.
Always will be.
No matter what hat you’re wearing.
Hugs and love. And peace.
Whatever it is – good luck.
Take time for yourself, we’ll be here when you come back (or come back regularly, you know what I mean, I hope:) )
Good luck, Miss.
I’ll be thinking about you. I’ve been on a bit of a blog hiatus myself, and to come back to read this from you makes me want to give you a hug. No matter what’s going on, sometimes you just need a hug, right?
So, {{{hug}}}
Hang in there. Family, friends, life always comes first. ALWAYS.
Thinking of you, and wanting you to know you can always reach out if you need anything! Hugs!
I’m sorry. Even though I don’t know exactly what shape or color this piano is, I wish I could help you remove it. Also just want to make sure you know that even when I am horrible about making comments on your blog, I’m still reading it! I’ll be here when you get back and meanwhile I’m thinking of you.
I hope that things all get sorted out and everything is back to normal soon. I know that I’ll be checking in regularly to see if you’re back!
I’ll be thinking of you.
Good luck. ANd let me know if I can lend a rope. We all have those pianos… I hope yours lets go easily.
Missy: Thinking of you and yours. Hoping you are finding strength and comfort with those you love. Best, Rudri