I can't quite put my finger on what is different this school year.
I'm busy with home and with school. Always something new happening. Always trying to keep up. Always not quite meeting my own expectations. Giving and giving and giving of myself and my time and my energy.
Then tonight I read Dana's slice about the tightrope -- the pulls of being a mom and being a teacher and all we can keep doing is put one foot in front of the other.
Our lives are so full and there is so much to be thankful for every single day. And yet, it's hard. I struggle. I want the best for everyone, for everything, for everywhere. Balancing on that tightrope.
Then tonight I read my mom's slice about her mission trip to Guatemala -- so promising in a world I know nothing about nor could I fathom the struggles of life beyond what I know.
I'm busy all day long. I'm accomplishing what I need to get done when I need to get it done. But it's never enough. And it's never good enough (in my eyes). Yet, I still push forward, going through the motions of life.
Then tonight I read Elsie's 100 things gratitude list slice -- full of the little things that mean so much in life.
I need to work on that little list too.
Reminding myself that time to write each Tuesday is important for me. Carving time into my schedule to write hasn't been a priority.
And time to read other's words and slices is fulfilling too. Finding pockets of time to read, share, and connect through your words has been difficult.
Even when my life feels too full and I'm too tired all because this year is just different.