It was one of those nights. Tired kids, a little bad behavior, punishment and tears, a messy kitchen, laundry to fold. The feelings of guilt and frustration and loneliness just sneak right in.
Anonymous always has the right words.
But after crying into my clean laundry, texting my with sister and a surprisingly good night’s sleep, today is a new day. And though my world does sometimes feel so small, it’s a good small. A predictable and comfortable small. So I remind myself of that and lean into the routine and forgiveness and fresh starts.
Thursday is our “slow day”. Just one gymnastic class for the girls and a quick workout for me. Then home for dinner and the usual night time routines of cleaning up and getting ready for school. This, after commuting an hour each way to work and trying to work a full day, can still be exhausting. But I’ll try to remember this quote and try to make my small world as positive and rewarding as I can for the people in it.
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