I knew it was coming. Physically, my body began manifesting signs of it before my mind would give in. The tired, achy bones seemed to overwhelm me. Yet, things had to be done. If only I could make it to the end of August. September. October. Then I would have some relief. What can I say? I’m a glutton for punishment. The fact is, I quit teaching theatre over the summer so I could focus more on my family. Unfortunately, for nine years, I have been used to busyness during the fall season. Despite everything I walked away from, I found myself with more to do. I proceeded to fill my proverbial plate with things that were easily justified as family-focused. The problem is that my family wasn’t my focus. It happens quite easily. We see things that are important. The world needs to be fixed. And we know just how to fix everything (and sometimes everyone!). How so very simple it is for the enemy to slither in and whisper that things outside of the home matter more than what happens inside our ...
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