Some days I just don't know where to start.
Thursday, April 21, 2011
At least once every day, i feel like giving up, throwing in the towel. Too much to do, too many demands. Whining crying piles spills mud repeating reminding disciplining praising playing praying cleaning sorting smiling laughing crying-again prepping cooking feeding changing cleaning trimming brushing hugging holding nursing teaching loving kissing dressing driving reading whining-some-more pausing. Still trying to perfect that last one. Not much time to pause and reflect on the the beauty of it all, working on what it means to do that exactly. Everyday i'm thankful, but forget to think so. Everyday i'm stretched. Everyday i beg God for wisdom, more patience. Everyday is one that i'll never get back again, and everyday they're worth it.