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Every Little Thing by April Jeppson

This week has been nothing short of wild. And yet nothing of real significance has even occurred.

As a child I saw my parents and most other adults as grown-ups. By that I mean, they had the answers and were able to make decisions. If I wanted to stay up late, if I needed to use the bathroom at school or if my tooth hurt, I simply asked a grown-up and they would guide me. I don’t recall ever seeing an adult go ask another adult — they just knew.

Now that I am older, I should have all the answers, right? Yet, every day I find myself calling, emailing and reaching out to anyone that has the knowledge I lack. I mean, I can help with the examples I gave in the previous paragraph. However, the questions I’m faced with today are exceedingly more complicated than when I was a child.

My days are currently filled with problems that have endless layers of possibilities. There is no amount of research that will cover all the “what ifs.” At some point, you just have to go with your gut and pick a side. If you’ve ever been in that position, it can be a scary leap. Only time will tell if your gut guided you, or sent you plummeting off a cliff. I mean, cliff diving is a legitimate pastime for some, so maybe it’s not that bad…

Back to the beginning though.

This week has been a rollercoaster. There was one night when I looked at my husband and said, “I’m not sure if I want to cry, go to bed, scream or eat Chinese food.” He asked me if I wanted to talk about it and offered to rub my feet. Although it wasn’t as delicious as a big bowl of noodles, it did seem to do the trick.

It is odd being a grown-up though. I remember my father telling me that your body gets older, but on the inside you’re still young. I didn’t understand it at the time, but I get it now. I probably have more questions now than I did 30 years ago! Yet, I really don’t have anything to complain about.

My family is healthy, and I have a roof over my head. I will be able to enjoy the blanket of whiteness this weekend from the warmth of my home. I’ll probably cook up some scones tomorrow (made by frying homemade bread dough and served with butter and jelly). I’ll make sure to schedule a nap between snuggling my kids and catching up on our current reality cooking show obsession. Life is good, and I’ll continue to enjoy the ride.

Albert Lean April Jeppson is a wife, mom, coach and encourager of dreams. Her column appears every Saturday.