{"id":321,"date":"2015-08-25T00:34:26","date_gmt":"2015-08-25T00:34:26","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/danielahenry.wordpress.com\/?p=321"},"modified":"2015-09-27T03:17:56","modified_gmt":"2015-09-27T03:17:56","slug":"on-balance","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.sometimesraw.com\/?p=321","title":{"rendered":"On balance"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><span style=\"font-family: Helvetica;\"><em><strong>&#8220;What I dream of is an art of balance, of purity and serenity devoid of troubling or depressing subject matter &#8211; a soothing, calming influence on the mind, rather like a good armchair which provides relaxation from physical fatigue.&#8221; &#8211;\u00a0Henri Matisse<\/strong><\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Helvetica;\">What is balance? Balancing things out in life&#8230;. I have been thinking about it for a long time. Especially today and I realized that things can be balanced but there will never be a routine of some sort. One phone call from someone and everything in your life can change. I talked to my father today via Skype. My grandfather is in hospital since yesterday and I do not know if he is making it out alive. He is almost 86 years old. Wow, if I will ever be that old? If I will ever make it that far? Hearing this I realize again that I have to balance out my life. That I cannot go to crazy in either direction. Life can change or be over so soon. There is not need to stress too much.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Helvetica;\">I know I have responsibilities in life and I know there are expectations from others that I live my life a certain way. Well, I just cannot balance this all out anymore. Life has changed. My life is a constant change and I love it the way it is. Others might think it is crazy and that there is no &#8220;routine&#8221; but it is okay with me. I am working on not feeling too bad about leaving my family behind \u00a0in Germany and not having enough personal time with them that I can spend anymore. This hurts me so much still. I lived with my parents for almost two years with my son and now things changed. My son and I are back in the U.S. and waiting for the next change. The Congo-change.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Helvetica;\">Life changes constantly and you never know if you even wake up the next morning. I just have to do what makes me happy. \u00a0If I am 100% into something it is hard for me not to give 100%. I like to do things how I envision them. When life throws you a curveball you have to change &#8211; your expectations need to change. Even your life has to change sometimes. I just do not like to run around with this sense of guilt all the time that I haven&#8217;t done something, haven&#8217;t called someone, haven&#8217;t done something according to someone&#8217;s expectations. My life is not perfect. Far from it. Life will get busier and busier and I will have to adapt and change &#8211; my perspective has to change.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Helvetica;\">No matter what anybody tells me, I know one things for sure. I know for sure that \u00a0I go to bed at night with this feeling that I was present as a good wife and mother. Even though there are points when my husband and I argue (mostly because of me I have to admit) but I know I am doing a good job and I am balanced. When I make mistakes I am aware that I can change the situation by improving so my family which is my biggest priority in life never gets pushed aside or down any ladders. I also know that I have to live up to MY expectations and nobody else&#8217;s. Everybody lives their own life. And to realize this just feels good. I realize that this is helping me fixing my feelings of being so un-balanced at times. I simply realize that I have a priority list for MY life and some things are higher up there and nobody needs to worry about those things but I!<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Helvetica;\">With me stressing sometimes about all kind of things I have to just balance things and chill. Being married to a Frenchi it should be all clear. I mean, all the French people I met so far are so laid back and stress-free it is amazing. When my husband is having his coffee and breakfast in the morning he can just chill, sit, and relax. I on the other hand try to find a cure for AIDS and split an atom. Trying to do everything at the same time, stressing &#8211; because this is embedded in my mind. Why? Because this is how I have been raised. Always worrying about everything and stressing. I try to please something, someone, balance things out to simply please. I have to realize that if I cannot finish something there is always tomorrow. Simple as that. Many times life is just difficult and things do not get done on time. But it is all okay. I always try to remember that I only have this ONE shot on life.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Helvetica;\">To realize this and apply it on a daily basis &#8211; tough but manageable with time.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&#8220;What I dream of is an art of balance, of purity and serenity devoid of troubling or depressing subject matter &#8211; a soothing, calming influence on the mind, rather like a good armchair which provides relaxation from physical fatigue.&#8221; &#8211;\u00a0Henri Matisse What is balance? 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