I am feeling really tired right now.
Deep down in my soul tired.
Hurts to sit, tired.
Depleted.
This exhaustion is not new to me.
I've lived with these waves a long while.
They are here, again.
It's written all over my face.
Engrained into my bones.
Weighted my spirit.
It's not going away.
It could be memories.
It might be winter's cold.
Maybe even the disease of busy.
Or perhaps a combination?
It doesn't matter why it's here.
I know what I have to do.
Breathe.
Find gratitude.
Love my people.
Accept help and hugs.
Repeat.
This is life, after all.
And sometimes we can only wait.
Let the tears fall as they may,
then keep floating along.
This blog was created in 2011 to capture my very personal journey of leaving full time work to become a work-at-home mother of three beautiful children. Naturally, this space has morphed into a place of personal reflection, celebration and sometimes even sadness. I’ve written about childhood cancer, food allergy and anaphylaxis, grief, marriage, friendship, parenting and everything in between, all with a growing sense of mindfulness and gratitude. Please, grab a cup of tea and stay awhile.
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