So, I've been having a hard time as of late. I was just saying to Amy that if I didn't write about those times, I probably wouldn't write at all. Times are not that tough; I'm just that tired.
I'm trying to recount all of the good things that have been happening over these past few months. But for some reason I have a hard time remembering or seeing what it might be. I am not trying to imply that I'm depressed, because it's not that. I'm just worn out. We're so crazy, we're so busy, we're so overwhelmed. I have to remind myself to stop, slow down, and take in the really important things in life.
I feel blessed to have this... And really, right now, this is all that matters.