When you're in the sh__ __ up to your neck
there's nothing left to do but sing.
We all have times that challenge our beliefs, our love, our health, our future, our plans, our humor. Challenges arrive for a reason I have decided. I don't want to begin the "Organ Recital" but I think we, Bob and I, could win the blue ribbon for surgeries, medical challenges our family has faced and continues to deal with.
Challenges provide two choices: deal with it, face reality and get out of bed and face the day - or - complain, mope, cry, complain, pull the covers up and hide. The sh_ _ is still waiting.
Accomplish one thing each day that works in the new reality. People are watching and that one accomplishment becomes two, three, a month's worth. You are their role model for how to deal with adversity.
I do follow Sammuel Beckett's advice. I work in my garden and sing, sometimes loudly, sometimes along with the music. I sing as I fold laundry. I sing very loudly in the car as I maneuver traffic. I get energized, escape in my mind to other places, plan how to revamp my plans to accommodate the new normal.
Singing is a terrific language to use to move us over the pile of poop!