Beatitudes

Thinking about how I just move now from the kitchen to the living room, from one electronic device to another, to check for the news of the day in my FB world ~ to make sure things are not changing too rapidly without my knowledge.  I still think that the world is paying attention to me and my worries and my challenges, no matter what is really the case.  I know that it isn't but it somehow makes me feel better just to check.  Why do I want people to know what is going on with us?  Probably because it seems so terribly horrible and sad that I cannot carry its weight alone.  Maybe because it is impossible to think about someone else's family going through this.  Maybe I just still really need support and help and not matter how much I say I don't the "It's going to be okay" and the "You are such a strong family, you'll get through this"...and the beatitudes, the quotes and the sayings like "If God brings you to it, he'll get you through it" and "One day at a time" and "What does not kill us makes us stronger".  No matter how much they make me crazy when I hear them, they really do seem to help, maybe it is because people: friends, family, neighbors, friends of friends, community members and strangers; are the ones who are saying all this stuff.