A Window into Life in the Suburbs


"Consider how the lilies grow. They do not labor or spin. Yet I tell you, not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these." Luke 12:27 (NIV)

Sunday, May 11, 2014

Meandering through traffic

Being a mum in modern day Australia means that a large part of the beast known as "mummy duties" is wading through traffic. Chauffeuring children here, there and everywhere is par for the course. While I would hesitate to call myself a professional driver, it does feel that the car has become a second marriage or a second job... dropping the kids off at school and then heading off to work afterwards. I don't think I've driven this much in my twenty plus years of  being behind the wheel as I have the last four months.

Hence, I've discovered traffic lights in a new and fresh way. And there's a probably metaphor somewhere in that about the obstacles life puts in one's way. I reckon there's a conspiracy afoot to keep me in my place, to remind me that I'm subject to THE system and that there really is a BIG BROTHER pushing buttons in some dark bureaucratic tower deliberately frustrating my efforts getting from A to B.

Well, I'm sure there's no conspiracy (I'm not important enough) but life doesn't always turn out the way one wants to. At times I respond well... philosophically anyway, shrug my shoulders and mutter "c'est la vie"... on other occasions... not so much.

I took on study last year on the assumption that if I cut back on work I would be able to manage life with the help of my husband. The reality is that things haven't exactly worked out as planned with both of us having health issues of varying degrees of severity. Sometimes I am angry with how things have turned out and other times I feel helpless in the face of uncontrollable circumstances. Clearly I haven't managed my expectations realistically. A human response no doubt but not one that I'm proud of.

I'm on the road from A to B. I know I haven't reached B yet. As I think about the route I often take to my daughter's school, I see that there are numerous lights ahead. Red or green... things will go my way some of the time and on other occasions it's a waiting game.