I was driving home from work last night, exhausted and cranky. I thought to myself, "I just wish that I could snap my fingers and have March be over." And then I started to cry because I realized that wishing away whole months of your life is no way to live. It's really not living at all and that's tear-worthy.
The work is not going to let up. I'm truly going to be in the middle of a March madness, but I've got to find some joy in the middle of all of it. So, that's what my blogging is going to be about in March: looking for the moments of happiness amongst the panic attacks and the hair balls. I'm going to do my best not to complain in my blog once for thirty days (I know, it will be hard) and to find something happy to write about each day.
My mom said to find a pot of gold, and that's what I'm going to do here this month, one coin at a time.
Love,
Rachel
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