It's so tempting to give up, to call it a day when workouts, life or kids are challenging.
I get even more discouraged as I realize how trivial my "challenges" are, and why in the world can't I just choose JOY? Right, it's just not that easy. I drift further and further into my pity pond, and can't quite make good choices. And it all happens so quickly it seems. One week is super fantabulous, and then the next is horrendous.
Yesterday I completely crashed. I got slammed in the face with my failures, insecurities and shortcomings and I wasn't prepared. I succumbed. I hid in my room and instructed the children to parent themselves for the afternoon. (They responded surprisingly well to that suggestion.)

So, here's to a new day. A workout completed. A grocery list done. A quiet house for a few more hours. Dinner planned and an unscheduled rest of the week.
Blessings abound!
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You're words are encouraging! So glad today is a new day. Sending love & support from far away. :)
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