Struggling

Anxiety.  There it is.  One word that causes me so much grief. The last three days have been hard, but for no apparent reason.  But that’s the thing about anxiety, it’s sneaky. I’m working all my steps, deep breathing, staying busy, praying, talking with friends.  This time it’s just hanging on to me tightly.  I am old enough to know that it will pass but in the moment sometimes I forget.  Emotions can be raw and I withdraw.  Things are so different than last year.  I have found a work home that allows me to breathe and work while having a joyful heart.  Employers that care about our team and patients and truly want us to have an easier work day and comfortable visits for patients. I have so much left of myself to give at home now. I’m slowly regaining the ability to find joy in my everyday activities, big or small.  Still, anxiety creeps up on me as it may do for you also.   Know that you aren’t alone.  Know that you are allowed to be raw and broken. Know that it is ok to talk about it.  Your friends are ready to listen without judgment but with care and love for you.  Know that our Lord and Savior feels the same.  He wants to ease you of your burdens if you will share them with him.  Be still and know.

Photo hodgepodge

just stuff........

Well, I have been terribly inactive here.  I was able to get my laptop back up and running after almost a year and thought I would stop by here for a bit.  We are approaching Amelia's fifth birthday.  In a few months we are taking her to Disney World.  I AM SO EXCITED!  She is about to start a five year old preschool class.  She has grown so much in the last year.  She is so much like her father it is scary, but every once in a while I see just a tiny spark of me in her eye.  I will have you know that it scares the living daylights out of me! I worry so much about her.  I worry that it is damaging her that I work full time.  I worry that she isn't involved in extracurricular activities. I worry that we do not play enough.  I worry that I am damaging her in some way that I am not even aware of.  I pray for her every day, for her health, for her safety, for her happiness.  It is amazing that this little girl can hold the entirety of my heart in her tiny hand.  This blog may become just a string of random thoughts of mine.  Maybe this will be my free therapy!!  Till next time.

Happy Halloween

Love, the Pirate and Dorothy!

Daddy's little helper

Oops!

After a tumble into the barstool, a trip to Children's, and four stitches later. This is the look I get. By the way, Micheal and I had to take those stitches out by the light of an iPhone while she was sleeping.

What a sweetie!

While Micheal was off work with a broken ankle, I got this text while I was at work.