I love that word. My dad used to always say it when I was younger. I didn't know what it meant for the longest time.
Of course now I do. And I am discombobulated.
Definition of DISCOMBOBULATE
That is me these last couple weeks.
Confused by so much that is going on. Upset because the wind is blowing the wrong direction.
I had a weekend away this past weekend to our yearly Women's Retreat**and I thought that that would help clear my head, but it didn't.
I thought I had everything lined up, all the balls in the air, ducks in a row, doing the right things, giving all that I have and all that I am but yet it doesn't seem like it is enough. A ball always drops somewhere, a duck gets knocked out of line. Someone is disappointed. Someone feels left out. Someone is short changed.
I am struggling.
I am a bit overwhelmed but I am not sure by what. There in lies part of the problem.
It is almost as if I feel like I am having a bit of an identity crisis. Not knowing all of a sudden where my place in the world is.
I have my faith. I have my family. I have my health. This I know.
But everything else? Not so much.
Discombobulated. My word for 4th quarter of the year. My original word of the year was Gratitude. And I have that. Gratitude for all that I am. All that I have, don't misunderstand.
Do you ever feel this way? What do you do to get passed it?
**Did you know my 2 year blogoversary is coming up? I started this blog almost 2 years ago after returning from our Women's Retreat. The theme that was selected for the retreat was my suggestion....I Am Not Superwoman. And voila, this blog was born shortly thereafter. I am still a work in progress because I still fall into the "be all, to all" syndrome as you can clearly see from the post above.