Tired
Life has felt challenging lately. There are, of course, the everyday tasks that never quite get done. The laundry and dishes and cleaning and upkeep, the balancing of school schedules and volunteer events. But the most draining (for all parties involved) are the late nights twice a week when my husband goes straight from work to grad school, the 20-day "weeks" that blur together when he has a drill weekend, my own health issues that suddenly require so much extra time and effort, and our new mission to become our daughter's greatest advocate. It feels like like I've been trying to run from the avalanche for so long, but it's finally caught up with me. I know I'm not buried yet--I know I'm still at the surface, and I know I can dig out of it. But digging out is tough. It seems like a never-ending process. And I am tired. So very, very tired. But you know what? It's okay to feel tired. It's okay to feel stressed. It's okay to sit t