This is an un-enhanced picture of Tired. The bags are real.
Tired has been without power, locked in her house in the path of a Maryland-bound hurricane with three stir-crazy children. During this time, Tired’s children have subconsciously been looking to their eldest brother to set the pace. The same eldest brother whose ADHD LOVES a hurricane because it means he can run in literal circles, destroy his bedroom, scream, chase his sister, hit his brother, and wreak general, exceptional chaos.
Tired feels sick most of the time, and is coming off being sick again, which means she has recently been forced to miss the things like riding that energize her and make her less Tired. Plus, Tired’s health is getting worse, not better, and she has begun to dread her doctor’s appointments. Dread makes her tired. Tired has also just recently learned her post-chemo brother is back in the hospital all the way across the country, and this, too, makes her Tired.
Tired is staring down the barrel of the most challenging time of the year, which involves Thanksgiving, her wedding anniversary, her husband’s birthday, her daughter’s birthday, and Christmas in four short weeks. At this time of the year, Tired is also Broke.
Tired is often Worried, sometimes Cranky and Short-Tempered, and occasionally Sad. Because being Tired makes her a lot of other things.
So what does Tired do during a hurricane?
Tired sits on the couch with her children to watch a cartoon after the generator kicks in, wrapping each of them in a blanket and stashing their feet in her lap, because sitting on the couch feels good, but sitting with her children feels even better.
Tired pets her children often, touching their hair, kissing their cheeks, because connecting with them is so easy when they are so close, and there is so little she can otherwise do.
Tired gives up on the laundry because she has to – because there is no water, and no power, and she is quite surprised to discover that simply closing the laundry room door is as effective as “doing” laundry. Until everyone runs out of underwear.
Tired becomes Patient with her son, because she realizes how trying he can be when he has no outlet for his energy, and eventually, becomes more creative in how to let him blow off steam. This gives Tired AND her son some peace. But boy, it makes the basement a mess.
Tired breaks up fights by lowering her voice, and taking each child to her side because really, it’s just too much energy for Tired to yell. She is amazed to discover that this actually works.
Tired pulls back the covers in the middle of the night when the darkness and the silence is too much for her three-year-old, because she realizes that as the baby, these moments with him will fly with quickened pace each day he grows.
When the power comes back on, and the same litany of things is facing Tired, and the calendar is ticking like a clock hand, Tired realizes she is also Happy.
And that she might not mind another storm.