When the Going Gets Tough


We have all kinds of sayings to ward off all kinds of issues, mostly with the intention of bypassing, minimizing, and moving on.  Shit happens, right?  Don’t let the bastards get ya down, eh?  There’s always a silver lining.  Don’t sweat the small stuff. The sun will come out tomorrow.  Look at the bright side.  Don’t cry over spilled milk.  Buck up, buttercup!

The falling trees missed the roses, and the deck and house, and all the critters, and me, PRAISE BE!

I know, I know, I’ve heard it all and I’ve probably said half of it myself.   Really though, when someone’s truly feeling down, no one wants to hear another ‘pick yourself up by your bootstraps’ slogan.  A friend to cry in your tea or beer with would be loads more helpful, but sometimes that doesn’t help either.

Thanks to more experienced friends at Melody Acres Ranch the overturned nuc has been righted and it’s doing just swell.

I count my blessings, really, I do.  I’m very good at that.

It’s just that, sometimes, nothing helps, at least not right away.  Sometimes there’s a ‘something’s gotta give’ feeling that lodges itself for a while after a big, bad event, even if everything mostly turning out fine in the end.

The triumphs still feel too short-lived and the setbacks too many.

I remember to remember my favorite things, but the joy in them seems less renewing. This in itself is solemnifying.

Visitors are welcome, yet distracting.

I know nature is resilient and life goes on.  The very morning after the ‘tornado,’ as I was assessing the damages, the birds were chirping, the critters begging for their meals, and Handy Hubby headed back home from work out-of-state to get us back into gear.

Still, despite my usual mood-shifting tricks, my gears still feel a bit stuck.

The snake getting fat on our eggs in the coop, a rabbit devouring the garden.

Oh, just let them be, I think, which is not really like me.


Sometimes that’s just the way it is.
And, this too shall pass.




Author: KenshoHomestead

Creatively working toward self-sufficiency on the land.

3 thoughts on “When the Going Gets Tough”

  1. I think i would be doing the same. you have worked so hard to carve out a little bit of paradise and then have it wiped out with a tornado. or high winds. whatever caused it. doesn’t matter. it is destruction and it hurts! i hope you sent that snake to snake heaven! post haste! I would shot gun that dude. that is a diamond back rattlesnake isn’t it? can’t see the head but the markings look right…i would have had a heart attack! black rat snake…ok…copperhead…rattler…no! dispatched as quick as i can reach the shotgun. i feel your pain though. you were very blessed though. no real damage to life and limb. i sometimes think trees are able to shift their weight and land elsewhere. they are alive and sentient beings after all. sounds crazy? maybe so but I would like to think they are aware of the people they shade and protect from the winds. A little more then luck there! What a beautiful place. i love all the flowers.

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    1. Thank you very much, dear! Y’all are still getting pummeled up your way too, no? Good luck and sending you well-wishes. It was just a rat snake, and I so agree, I love the flowers, they always make me smile. Reminds me of my favorite Ziggy cartoon, “Flowers help make up for all the ugly in the world.” Tried to post the pic here, but you can’t put images in the comments it seems.

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      1. glad it was just a big ole rat snake. We are getting pummeled. areas further away are getting the worst. 30 tornados at last count. we got a lovely rain, no wind and no tornadoes where we are. it missed us thankfully. i love that saying!! Flowers making up for the ”ugly” in the world…sending you well wishes too my fellow homesteader!it is my wish that you never get hit again.!!


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