today I'm thankful for tissue, cool compresses and a dark room.
The stress of my life finally caught me off guard today and my defenses were broken. I fell...emotionally not literally.
I started this new section of my blog to deal with the constant complaining I was doing. The "fear" words I was using daily. I realized I needed to see the good each day and not just the difficult. Today the difficult won. I needed a good cry and let myself have one. I waited until Evie was napping, closed my bedroom door and didn't care if anyone heard me. It felt good. It felt refreshing.
I guess every now and then a good cry and mini pity party is good for the soul.
So, I will ask the Lord to bless me tomorrow with new found insight and a grateful heart. Today I will pout and be sad for a bit.
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