My brain is officially over capacity. There is no more RAM, no more GBs or whatever it is a computer runs out of. I only know there is not more room for another app nor another email not even another song. I am maxed out.
I am not maxed out by life. Fortunately, we have made wise choices and even our fullest days are not full, they are well-paced. We just pack “busy bags,” water bottles, snacks and carry on. It is my heart filling up my brain.
There was a post by blogger “Beautiful Life of a Traveling Wife” that struck me once. I think it was titled “I am a cutter.” not a cutter like we think of with people who harm themselves. But a cutter of people from her life. When she gets fed up, she just cuts them off. I am all for that. But that is not what my heart is full about nor my brain trying to manage. Fortunately, I like all the people in our world right now.
I am a fixer. I want to fix things. When people whine or I whine or people complain or I complain, I don’t want to listen to the whining or complaining, I want to fix it. And when people are sad, or I am sad, I want to fix it. I am a fixer.
There has been too much death this past holiday season. Well, honestly, it was probably the same amount of death as in any holiday season. But too much death close to me. See how selfish I am? And I cannot fix death. I cannot bring back to life in full and good health my friend’s husband who is a father to two beautiful children who need a father. I cannot bring back to life our sweet friend who took her own life. I cannot make her family full again with two daughters and a mother and father. I cannot fix the memories of caring for to the absolute greatest degree my friend and her 15yo son have. I cannot fix the memories my friend has of being with his daughter as she died. I cannot fix those things.
My brain has gone into the “beachball of death” as I call the spinning circle on the Mac when it is not responding. I can’t fix those things and my heart aches. No amount of texts, soup, prayer will fix those things. My heart has sent my brain into unresponsive mode. I have to reset it to safemode so I can care for my family. Thankfully, my family is mostly peaceful right now and so in it I find solace. There is nothing to fix here right now. Tweak, yes, but not fix.
I feel better already having downloaded this from my hard drive. Or since my brain is mush, is it a soft drive? I really should not attempt all these computer terms given my technotard status. Life is what it is. And even in this moment, I am grateful.