There are days when I wake up, drink my coffee, look out my window at my bee-u-tiful garden and think to myself...anything's possible. All my plans and dreams feel like they are within my reach if I just plan a little more, work a little more, pray a little more.
Today, is not one of those days. I woke up this morning carrying the weight of every single one of my past birthdays and feeling like somebody beat me up from the inside out. I have no idea why I feel like this. I didn't do anything out of the ordinary yesterday.
And like most people I know, I don't have time to feel sick or tired. My life runs ahead full throttle whether I'm able to hang on or not. There's the job, the house, the kids, the shopping, the laundry...bla-d-blah-blah-blah. Oh, and tonight is Ashley's promotion ceremony at school. Farewell to elementary school and onward to middle school. And no, I don't have anything to wear to it. Well, I guess I better buck-up and trot on down to the washer and throw something in hadn't I?
Maybe this time tomorrow I'll look out my window and feel that anything is possible again. What was that Scarlett O'Hara used to say...."Afterall, tomorrow is another day!"
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