I had an emotional day today. I spent a good deal of the day feeling like I was in a little row boat, just floating with no direction. It wasn’t a lost feeling, I knew what direction everything was in, I just didn’t feel like putting energy into rowing. Or what this looked like in real life – choosing which kids-home-for-summer-and-mom’s-been-sick-for-a-few-days giant size mess I wanted to tackle.
So many things got set back by being sick, not just the house. I really don’t want to put energy into anything, just to see it break down to nothing when I get sick with the next contagion. I’m a little heart broken right now. And then I saw this on Chibird.com:
And I realize that I just experienced a fall. It looks like a pretty bad one too. I’m going to need time to heal. No drastic changes. No big push to fix the problem. When I regain my strength, I will be able to put my energy into striving again. Until then, I’m going to rest in my little boat and enjoy the warm sun.