All morning I have been thinking about writing a post titled, “In a Funk”. Last night I broke down in tears and told David I was feeling so exhausted again, that the feeling of “giving up” was wickedly whispering to me at times when it seems like it’s too much to handle.
Yesterday I repositioned a refrigerator magnet that reads, “Life does not put things in front of you that you are unable to handle”, so that I wouldn’t have to read it with every visit to the kitchen but then I quickly swapped it into view again, rolled my eyes, and flipped off the magnet.
And then I get the mail today and I have new reasons to keep my chin up. Thank you. What impeccable timing you all have!