This week has been hard.
Sleepless nights. Body pains. Exhaustion. Rain. Grey skies. Never-ending bills. Stress. Diabetes. Anxiety. Exhaustion again.
Yesterday I finally crumpled into tears.
Sitting on our staircase, I let it all pour out of me. Rick held me and listened to me as I emptied myself of everything that was weighing me down.
It was wonderful to just cry. There’s no denying the sweet release of hot, gushing tears.
Today, I feel lighter. So much lighter.
Yes, I’m still weary. Still stressed. Still have diabetes. Still nervous about the major life change ahead. Still depressed by the unrelenting overcast. Still exhausted by the demands of every day life.
But having cried about it and talked it through with Rick, it feels that much easier to embrace reality.
To embrace life as it is.
(Photo taken outside the Bather’s Pavilion at Balmoral Beach, exactly one year ago.)
‘Embrace’ is my one little word for this year. What’s yours?
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