It’s funny how you don’t realize how off kilter you’ve been until both of your feet hit the ground again. The past few months I’ve been drifting in the current, bumping and bobbing along. But now I’ve reached a sandbar and I feel so much better.
I’ve spent the past few hours filing paperwork in my home office, which has been a disaster zone since late February.
Things are coming back together and it fills me with a sense of peace that I didn’t realize I’d lost, because I was so swept up in trying to survive. Funny how that works.
My soul feels warm now.
My heart happy.
Peace and love to all of you, my friends. For constantly helping in little ways, whether you know it or not.
I wish I coulda helped you swim to your sandbar quicker. And I hate that you had to try to survive. *hugs*
Honestly, I don’t know how you do it. I have a 1/4 of what you have on your plate on my worst day and I still complain. You’re my hero of strength and awesomeness.
Mine too!
I know that feeling, I love that feeling. I’ve just reached a small sandbar too… hopefully we’ll enjoy it here for awhile. :)